Tamed By The Devil

ansion. Every step felt heavier than the last, her mind racing with poss

nce was enough to remind her that she wasn't free. As they reached th

" he said

to fight, but she knew better than to act without a plan.

with a finality that sen

the space. It was... st

ing the estate. A walk-in closet stocked with designer clothes.

was, a cage, no ma

door and yanked at the h

sed her forehead against the wood. "This is

it

an as feared as he was powerful. And she

door made her jump. Before she could respo

Isa

rm brown eyes and a kind smile. She carried a tray of

d her arms.

tly. "I'm Maria. I ta

his?" She cut herself off, uns

hild. I've worked for D

urrowed. "Since

st a little. "Eat, dear. Y

not hu

ush. "Just know, things ar

hat that meant, Maria slipped out of

-

a glass of whiskey. His mind should have been on busine

Sinc

't what h

at least tried to bargain. But she... she had stood tall,

her hands trembled, the s

was a

refused

dmire

he door pulled him

ome

r emerald dress clinging to every curve. "So,"

er looking at her.

to pour herself a drink. "You're awfully calm abou

. "She doesn't

hing him carefully. "And what ex

his chair. "She's coll

d worked, how Dante worked. Rory was just anot

she felt a strange cur

-

paced like a caged anima

told her she needed to understand him b

place, this situation, it was unreal. If she had been watching it in a movie,

ugh her, but she swallowed it down

s to her. He'd gambled away everything

ot and suffocating. But anger

eeded

a possibility. But was it high up? Guarde

m breeze greeted her, carrying the scent of rain. Below, the es

ds patrolled with precision. Every detail

nched he

the fountain, speaking with one of his men. His posture

lt her watching, h

r eye

breath

moved. Then, Dante smirked, j

away, hear

mn

ind a way out. And when she did, she'd make sure Dant