THE BARON'S PET

O

ed somewhere. A door clicked and I w

w familiar, cold

footsteps. Moments later, the doo

e awake," he

shut, my hands damp with

ed face was stu

thought he wa

hoping we wouldn't have

hrough my terror. From what I had seen, the

ince you

onds before a warm hand stroked my c

ped open, making me look

me, an amused expres

" he said, the

couldn't tell much about it except that the f

the Baron had taken a sea

ing and failing at my attempt

e Baron replied dryly.

? Didn't Dante tell you I

ron raised an eyebrow, bringin

fear. "I am not a whore," I spat, even as I felt a trickle

ur clothes on the floor in front of you. Te

oo close to home. Amity's warning pleas

ase," I said quietly. "I won

ops? I would walk you into a police station righ

you going t

ant. But for now, I'll settle for the s

m. "You want me t

ciously pulled my knees to myself. Up until now, I'

er things,

ou, Mr... Baron. But I won't sleep wi

re'll be much sleeping involved? And w

d, looking down at my sweaty clenched fi

eyes were the eyes of a hard m

usly. Once again, I was struc

older than thirty. I wondered how such

ve an agreeme

hind those words. I began to throb l

N

yebrow. "Are y

make me do what

isinterested. "Is that so? You don't seem scared eno

bar, and poured himself another drink. He wal

for it, then set it down in f

n sister, Amity Sinclair, is sick with leukemia. Mother, Rose Sinclair, meth addict and gambler. Dea

lied quietly, clenching

n see that. Would you li

self to sha

. "That's what I thought. Now be a

se?" I asked

hing a bit better than the frumpy

t him a glare at his words, s

a door I hoped led to a bedroom and yan

a large king-size bed in the middle of the room and

the bottom drawer of his nightst

ut were so high up, I would have been craz

ound nothing for weaponry,

rt and underwear, keeping a wary eye on t

re nothing more than red

n not forced me to put them on. I was under his power, e

nd kidnapping me, that is. I also co

ng to do? Break Dante

s set with lace garters and a tiny teddy to wear over it, grab

I almost began to relax, thinkin

he tiny knife behind me, and a large hand gripped my ar

d the letter opener cl

at me, his face hard

racle occurred, I wouldn't be leaving this p

n I had to meek

e back and drove my foot f

to him, throwing me off balance, an

lashed dan

s grip and clawing at his face. Sharp pain

nd crushed me to him so both my

told me gruffly. "But if you do t

t poking my stomach made me realize h

to nothing and was

"you just pay people to do that

I thought he was going to change his m

efore it loosened and he stepped back.

for," he ordered, lea

go afterward?"

e said coldly. "Now,

ped. The room was silent, save for my

et out of the sorry excuse

ity's broken expression also flashed through my min

cond time that night,