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He narrows his eyes as he stares at me and it makes me feel too vulnerable with him. “Tell me what it is you’re worried I will ask you to do.”
I swallow hard as my eyes fill with tears. “I can’t…”
“Kat?” he says, and the deep, commanding tone of his voice makes my body prickle with nervous energy.
I don’t want to be raped or assaulted!That’s what I want to scream at him, but they are words I still struggle to say out loud. “I don’t want to be used for anyone’s entertainment, or their pleasure,” I whisper instead.
“You won’t be.”
My eyes snap up to his again to find he’s still staring at me. “Promise?” I ask.
He licks his lower lip, his eyes not leaving mine. “Yes.”
“Thank you,” I reply instinctively before I remember that this man kidnapped me. I shouldn’t be thanking him for agreeing not to let his men rape me, but I’m still grateful anyway.
“I meant what I said yesterday. You have free rein of the west wing of the house except my study. Most of the east wing is locked because those rooms belong to my brother and his wife.”
I don’t miss the subtle change in his tone when he mentions his brother. I’ve heard the rumors about their epic falling out years earlier, when Dante stole his brother’s birthright. Lorenzo Moretti is the eldest son and was supposed to take over the family business. I suspect nobody outside of their family knows the truth of why he didn’t. There was adequate rumor and gossip and conjecture about it. Kind of like an urban legend. Much the same as the rumors about Dante murdering his fiancée and her family the night before their wedding.
That reminder of the man he truly is makes me shudder.
“I’ll send for you when I find you something useful to do,” he goes on, and I nod, wondering just what the hell that might be.
Chapter5
Kat
It’s been five whole days since I was kidnapped by Dante Moretti, and during that time, I’ve not been asked to do anything at all. In fact, I just sit around this house all day, watching TV, reading, and eating delicious food. The den is my favorite spot. It has huge armchairs and sofas that are so comfortable I’ve fallen asleep on them more than once. It’s a good thing nobody else comes in here.
I barely see my captor, except at breakfast when he insists on eating shirtless and covered in sweat. But otherwise, it’s like I’m on vacation in a beautiful hotel or spa that I’m not allowed to leave. Believe me, I’ve triple-checked all exits and entrances. The place is locked up tighter than Fort Knox. I am not leaving unless he allows it. There’s even a swimming pool and a sauna, but I don’t have a swimsuit, so I haven’t been able to make use of those facilities.
I have a few hundred dollars savings in the bank though. Maybe I could ask him about ordering one online? Or would that be completely crazy?
“Kat?” Dante’s voice snaps me from my daydream, and I look up to see him at the door of the den.
“Yeah?”
“I need your help.”
I stare at him, open-mouthed.
“Now,” he barks, and I jump to my feet.
I follow him along the hallway and down a corridor of the east wing which I haven’t explored much because he told me that this side of the house belongs to his brother.
“Is something wrong?” I ask as I stare at the back of his head.
“One of my men has been stabbed, and I could do without taking him to the ER,” he says nonchalantly.
“Oh God. Is he okay?”
“Well, that all depends on you now, kitten, doesn’t it?”
Oh, no!His man is going to die, and he’ll blame me. “I’m not a surgeon, Dante,” I insist.
“Relax. I just need you to stitch him up.” He laughs darkly. “But he gets kind of antsy about the sight of blood, especially his own.”
“Oh, right.”
