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I didn’t remember falling asleep. But I must have done because the next thing I knew, I felt muscular arms around me lifting me out of the armchair.

I jerked awake and tried to see what was happening. The sky outside was dark but someone must have switched on a lamp in the room.

My eyes hadn’t adjusted to the bright light, but I knew that my kidnapper was back.

And that he was expecting something from me.

CHAPTER 9

JULIANA

“I’m taking you to bed,” he said in a hard tone.

His eyes were intense on my face, almost burning me with their gaze, searing the edges of the terror galloping through my body.

“No—I’m not sleeping in that bed with you.” I struggled against his grasp, trying to twist out of his hold.

He gave a twisted smile, making my stomach turn over. “We won’t be doing much sleeping. Anyway, you’re my captive. And captives don’t get a choice.”

“I’ll scream,” I threatened, saying the only thing I could think of as my mind scrambled frantically.

“Go ahead. As if anyone here would help you. Besides, I like a woman who screams.”

I felt the blood drain from my face, but I couldn’t just give in to him, I couldn’t just give in to whatever he had planned for me. I thrashed in his hold, kicking out with my arms and legs, trying to get away from him.

He tightened his grip around me, walking over to his bed and roughly throwing me onto it.

The moment my back hit the mattress I quickly turned around onto my hands and knees and clambered against the silk of my dress to the other side of the bed.

I got across the mattress and my feet swiftly hit the hard floor on the other side of the bed.

As I looked around feverishly, my gaze went to the door of the bedroom—I might be able to make it out of here.

“Don’t even think about it, Juliana. There’s nowhere you can run to.” His voice was dark, unnerving me with its unspoken threats.

“I don’t understand what you want with me, what you’re going to do to me?”

“I’m sure you can imagine.” His drawl made the hair on the back of my neck stand up as I watched his eyes glint at me.

“But we weren’t married and I’m not your wife…do you expect me to be your whore?” My blood ran cold. “Surely you won’t treat me likethat?” I tried to appear brave, but I couldn’t stop a shudder running through my body.

He just looked at me, not responding to me, as if whatever he had decided upon was a foregone conclusion no matter what I said, no matter how much I pleaded.

“You can’t hold me responsible for the actions of the Società, for things done by your enemy which I had no control over?”

He prowled a couple of steps closer to me. “Can’t I? You must know thatyouare now also my enemy...and mine to punish however I see fit.”

I bolted for the door. I was hindered by my long dress and slowed down by my fear. I stumbled but managed to put my hand on the door handle and turn it.

My heart leapt into my throat and I cried out when his large fingers clamped down on my hand in an iron grip.

His other arm hauled me toward him, crashing my back into his chest before he bent his head to my ear. “You can’t escape me, beautiful. You should already know that, but it seems I may need to drive that message into you.”

I squeezed my eyes shut as his voice ominously caressed the shell of my ear.

“Come.” His hand seized my arm and yanked me away from the door.

I tried to take a gulp of air, but even breathing was difficult right now. I silently prayed that maybe he’d at least be gentle with me.

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