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I couldn’t.
I…
I kept my eyes closed as I heard the door closing, yet I fisted my hands, still trying to control my breathing around him. “Why did you force her to leave?”
“Because I wanted to spend time with you alone.”
Damn his deep voice, the sultry baritone skittering across my skin. I inwardly shuddered, longing to be able to ignore him. I heard the slight creak of the leather chair as he thumped down on the seat only a few feet away. That forced me to turn my head, still keeping my eyes clenched shut.
“Come have some wine and food with me.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“I didn’t ask, Emily.”
His authoritative word made me jerk my head in his direction, glaring at him with all the hatred I could manage. “Now you’re going to tell me when to eat and drink? Fuck you, Kostya. I’m not your puppet.”
He continued staring at me, leaning forward and allowing his fingers to touch in a steepled pattern. Now he was going to give me the silent treatment. My God. The man was amused that I wasn’t falling at his feet, prepared to suck his cock. That disgusted me more than anything had up to this point.
“You won’t tell me where we are, yet you’re determined to make me follow your rules. Where am I going to go, Kostya? You said so yourself. I am your prisoner. At least allow me the courtesy of telling me where the hell you’ve taken me.” I thought for certain he wasn’t going to answer. Then he nodded.
“Fair enough. You’re in Hawke’s Bay, New Zealand.”
I knew the shock was written all over my face. Exhaling, I eased onto the edge of the bed, a cold chill trickling through me. “Seriously.”
“Yes, I will promise not to lie to you.”
I nodded several times, forced to face the fact that even if I could get off his estate, getting home would be next to impossible.
“You need to eat,mi hermosa flor. I also thought you’d enjoy a glass of Verite merlot.” He lifted the open bottle and a single glass, pouring a hefty amount of the dark red liquid. I stiffened as I realized he’d learned about my favorite wine, the single bottle a gift after graduating from medical school. I was sick inside, loathing the man even more.
Why did he have to look so damn attractive?
“How did you know what wine I like?”
“As I told you before, I made it my business to learn everything about you.” His wry smile was meant to frighten me. “Come to me, Emily. Don’t make me ask you again.”
My legs shaky, I did as I was told, moving in front of him. As he offered me the glass of expensive wine, he lifted his head slowly, narrowing his hooded eyes.
“You should have told me about your mother.”
His dangerous insinuation finally broke through the last pieces of armor I’d tried to keep intact. “You horrible fucking human being. If you dare hurt my mother, so help me God, I will kill you.”
I tossed the wine in his face, immediately dropping the glass then backing away, racing toward the door. The moment I placed my hand on the thick wood, managing to turn the knob and cracking it open by a few inches, he smashed his hand on the surface, slamming it closed once again. Then he yanked my arm, shoving me against the door with enough force I gasped. When he wrapped his hand around my throat, crowding me with his hulking mass, I tried to lift my knee, only to feel the full weight of his body against mine.
He shook his head slowly before lowering it, his lips dangerously close to mine. “You should know by now that fighting me will do no good, sweet Emily.”
“You hurt my mother.” The words caught in my throat.
“No, I did not. In fact,” he muttered, his voice husky as he brushed hair from my eyes, “I had her taken to a safe location.”
“She’s sick.”
“I’m well aware of her condition, but I assure you that she’s in a highly respected clinic in order to receive the best medical care available. I suggest you think about that the next time you desire to fight me. While I’ve attempted to be patient with you given the circumstances, my kindness is being pushed.”
I pushed my hands against his chest, my fingers automatically caressing his half naked body, struggling to keep from allowing him to break me down any further. “You promise me that you won’t hurt her?”
“You’re in no position to request favors,mi hermosa flor, but yes, this is one promise I will make. As long as you behave and stop lying to me.”
