Page 36 of Dirty Princess


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“If this is you trying to scare me, nice try,” I say. “And if you’re going to rob me, I have nothing of value. So go fuck yourself.”

The figure looks up and with his left hand, he pulls the hood down.

“Oh, shit,” I whisper.

It’s Archer.

Those dark eyes of his tearing through me faster than the knife in his right hand wants to tear into my body.

Fight or flightdemands I make a choice.

I turn and dart between the pillars, not sure of my surroundings, but hoping for a break in the situation.

That doesn’t happen though.

I’m Jaci freaking Ruby.

There are no breaks.

Archer lunges for me and is faster, bigger and stronger than me.

His left arm goes around my chest in a second.

He pulls me back against his rock-hard body.

I gasp for a breath as he holds up the knife.

“All mine now,” he whispers.

“For what?” I ask. “What did I do to you?”

“Probably nothing,” Archer says.

“So, you’re going to kill me for nothing?”

“No,sweet thing,” he growls.

“Oh, okay. Let me guess. This is some sexual thing for you, huh? You want me scared? You want me to take good care of you,big guy?”

I start to wiggle my hips.

If that’s the case, I know plenty of guys like Archer.

Who think they are tough but really just want their dicks jerked for a few minutes.

Pathetic.

Archer grabs my right hip with his right hand.

I feel his strength and I feel the dull side of the knife against my body.

His fingers are so long… reaching from my hips to…

Whew.

His thumb digs into my right ass cheek.

And the rest of his fingers?

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