Hacker Bride
still bound behind me, ankles cinched tight beneath the hem of my jeans. Somewhere beyond the thick velvet curtains, the s
ry
apped in razors, dipped in honey, laced with a calm that terrifies
Not for legacy
pa
gets to carve pieces off me until I scream. If I say yes... I'm just delayin
queen he does
again, snapping me
hair, a predator's grin, and eyes that glitter
ke a trophy he hasn't decided
tty, dangerous, stupid. My favorite kind." I don't flinch.
lets you off your lea
to break." Before he can reach for m
uc
tone ice. Luca straightens immed
g the decor," Luca sa
"Touch her again and I
because I see something useful: they don't trust each o
muttering somet
e me, then produces a small blade and kneels. One by one, he cuts the ropes binding my wri
joying thi
find well-played neg
negotiation. I
oice. That's mor
the f
on heavy paper, signed already in b
ge agr
ems approved at Don Valenti's discretion. Completion of objectives results in
black pen
a clause
You're not really in a
ophie Emerson. If anything happens to m
e takes the pen, scribbles the clause at the bottom in s
lie," he says softly, "this will
hand hesitates. T
property of the man who ma
I've spent years trying to burn down. If I'
n my
ke me back to
past armed guards in tailored suits and women who pretend not to stare. The estate is less
a heavy w
epared. You'll find your devices locked in the sa
ppens if I t
th. "There are cameras
man
e is com
rns t
king-sized bed, canopy of sheer silk, carved fireplace, privat
h my favorite brand of co
thought. I close the door and lean a
plan. A
r, scrubbing until my skin is pink and my brain is q
om the walk-in closet-both exactly my size. Creepy.
ipboard and a pair of heels. She's tall, pinched, an
r wardrobe, your appearances, and your eti
need tr
a crime syndicate," she says
yes. "Do I
and Damien met in Monte Carlo. Sparks flew. You've been
day
lies. Invitations are out. Damien believ
mine? I nod slowly. "Fine. Bu
doesn't change. "As
rge I'm sure it's illegal in some countries. The food is excellent. The si
into his meal. I watch him in the candlelight. Every move he makes is d
ing this bett
you mean?" He chuckle
ou know how well
to stab me yet." I sip my w
t y
own. "Tell me why y
"Why do y
ow who I married." I laugh softly. "You don't trust me
hat doesn't answ
he wine i
. He tried to expose someone-got blackballed, humiliated, left bro
n is
d to exp
t I think it was
each other
it's good you married me, Zara
. Not because of fear. Be
will open. If I can just get behind his defenses,
him from th
fall into
't think
vengeance because I may have married a devi