His Forbidden Obsession
expect me to join him for dinner after kidnapping me-it was almost laughable. Almost. If I
be smart, calculated. I couldn't afford any mistakes. The only sound in the room wa
and I sat up immediately, my
e was dressed in all black-a fitted shirt that emphasized his broad shoulders and tailored pants that spoke
noring invitations?" he asked, th
tions? You mean demands. You kidnapped me. I'm not
the door behind him with a soft cl
a shiver down my spine, thoug
k, glaring at him. "I
l. But instead, he let out a slow, measured breath, like a
't a negotiation. When I say you're expected to join me for dinner, you d
fear. "Why do you even care if I show up? I'm su
ow. That makes you my responsibility. Whether you like it or not, you'll
a dog," I
curving into a faint smi
o my feet, fists clenched at m
towering over me. "And you're testing my patience," he said, h
ld've kidnapped some
im too far. But instead of lashing out, he chuckled-a deep,
to himself. "I'll give you that.
demanded, my voice trembling despit
eadable. Then, he reached out and grabbed my wrist-
o understand your place here. The sooner you
ck down. "You're wasting your time
o a slow, predatory
rned and strode toward the
ing me?" I asked,
aid simply, not e
ou I'm no
you it wasn'
e hallway. I thrashed and tried to dig my heels into the ca
he finally released me, and I stu
elier hung overhead, casting a warm glow over the long
it
N
sed by my defiance. "Do you reall
it, I knew he wasn't bluffing. With a reluctant sigh, I sa
ments smooth and deliberate. He poured himse
this?" I asked, b
ng w
here. What's
g. "You're here because your husband made
at does that mean? Are you going to sell me o
endgame is none of your concern. For now, all
if I
his teeth looked, like a predator toying with its prey. "Then
I refused to look aw
in his chair. "But I'm a monster
barely touched the food. My appetite had va
nderstanding his motives than I'd been before. But on
own at me, his expression a mask.
in the dimly lit dining room, my mind racing
ould trap my turbulent thoughts on the other side. My pulse was errati
est, my arms wrapped around them for a semblance of comfort. I wasn't sure what the hell had just happe
m. My thoughts spiraled as I sat there, staring at the shadows on the ceiling. Ronan's voi
ointed to midnight. The house had fallen into an eerie s
s my ch
hear me in these. I slipped them on, exhaling a shaky breath as I approached the door. My hand hovered ove
ted shadows along the ornate walls. Every creak of the floorboards under my
in the dim light. I gripped the bannister, my steps cautious as I
massive, ornate structure that looked more like the entra
fingers curled around the cool metal of the door hand
ng I nearly sobbed. I pulled the door o
somew
lace, low and silken, d
over his broad chest, his posture relaxed but his presence anything but. His dark eyes g
an excuse, but his sharp ey
re to go. My back pressed against the partially open door, the cool night air
" he asked, his tone mockingly sweet, as th
blance of defiance. "What did you expect? You kidn
e enough now that I could see the faint stubble on his ja
whisper. "You thought you could just walk out the front do
ing. "I'd rather take my chances ou
ng through the space between us. "Bold
not
doorframe beside my head. The scent of him- dark and woody with a
usly close to my ear. "Do you really think Julian is losing
ring up at him. "Don't talk about him like tha
ow he sold you to me for ten million dollars without a secon
ed to let him see how deeply his
chin, tilting my face up so I had no choice but to meet his eyes
ated myself for the way my body reacted to him. This man was my capto
said, my voice quieter
into something darker, more possessive. "That's not how this works
his words settling over me like a h
my cheek. "Oh, you will. Soon enough, you'l
way as he stepped back. "Go back to your room, Celeste. And
nding as he turned and walked away, h
him that I realized I was trembling-not from
couldn't aff
that cou