Page 94 of Sacrilege


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As I burst into the room, I can tell there’s something off with Jacqulin and the way Carlson is interrogating her. My one demand was that no one ever goes near her. Fuck Wallace and Carlson.

“We need to know what she knows, Zimmerman,” Carlson snaps at me, and I stand right here with him, toe-to-toe.

“Get out.” That’s all I say before I finally turn my head toward Jacqulin. She looks devastated with her eyes focused downward, her hair covering her face. That bastard Arturo beat the hell out of her. I wish I could bring him back to life and kill him again. Son of a bitch.

Once the door is closed and I see the camera light turn off, I walk over to Jacqulin. “Little one, look at me.”

My girl complies immediately, and I see the bruised cheeks and busted lip. Rage fills me, but it’s the tears streaming down her face that gut me. “You… you lied to me.” It’s a soft whisper, but it speaks volumes.

“Yes.” There’s no point in denying it. “It was my job.”

Her shoulders slump in defeat. I see it written all over her, and I want to kiss her. To make her see the reasoning behind what I’ve had to do. “Am… am I free to go?”

There’s nothing holding her back. I could tell her we need to finish questioning her, but we have her father to deal with. He’s not dead, just wounded, and as soon as he is out of surgery, we plan to grill his ass. “Yes.”

Jacqulin takes a shuddering breath as she looks at me. “Thank you.” That’s all she says as she stands up and walks around the table, far away from me. Once she reaches the door, I hear the sniffle.

“Let me get the keys to one of the cars, and I’ll drive you home.”

She stiffens, and it’s a knife to my heart. “No thanks. I’ll find a way home.”

I’m right behind her as she slips out of the door. To hell with this. I’m not letting her get away. “I said I would drive you home.”

As I reach for her, she trips. Catching her before she falls headfirst into the elevator, I pull her to me. “Let go of me. You’re a liar and… and you never wanted me. It was all so you could get close to my father.”

“Little one…”

“Don’t you call me that. I’m not your little one. Or anything. I’m just some stupid girl who thought… who…” She breaks down into sobs as the elevator door closes. Her tiny hands hit my chest as she looks up at me, begging me to make it right.

Fuck it. I bring her flush against me and kiss her. Her mouth is probably sore and I’m going to taste blood if I keep the kiss this harsh, but I don’t care. This girl is mine, and I’ll be damned if she gets away from me. Jacqulin tries to push away from me, but I keep hold of her.

Pushing my hands through her hair, I walk us to the back of the elevator. Crowding her space, I place my forehead against hers, and breathe her in for a moment. “Look at me, little one.” She does so with a fire in her eyes. Damn, I didn’t think she could get more beautiful.

I was wrong.

“What?” That snappy tone would earn her an ass spanking any other time.

“Little one, you are mine. I’ll be the one that will take care of you. You don’t get to walk away.” Possessiveness eats at me as I think about others seeing her. Touching her. With a roar, I shove my tongue down her throat and kiss the shit out of her.

Moans ring out into the air. I’m not sure if they are mine or hers. It doesn’t matter though. My cock is so stiff, I know I’m going to have to get into her soon. Everything that I am demands it. Fuck, I love this girl. God dammit, I’m in love with her. My mind starts to freak out, but it feels so right.

“You… you don’t love me. You just want me so I can get you into my father’s business.” The pout in her voice makes pre-cum seep through my boxers. Oh, how wrong she is.

“No. I already did that. There’s only four more of his men before his entire line is wiped out. You would inherit nothing but his bank account, but those are frozen. That’s why he wanted you with Arturo. The man has a way into the Columbians.”

“Why are you telling me this?” She rolls her eyes and I laugh. Bratty little thing. “Isn’t that against code or something?”

“Yes, it is, but I’m telling you because I love you for you. Not because of your connection to your father.”

“Bullshit!” she spits out. I’d laugh if I could, but my girl doesn’t cuss.

Turning her around, I make her face the wall and I spank her ass. “You don’t cuss. Those filthy words don’t leave my precious little one’s mouth again. Are we clear?”

Jacqulin’s breathing has become shallow, and her eyes have glazed over with desire. “Yes, Germaine.”

“Yes, what?” I spank her again, and she pushes her tight ass into my hands. Damn, she loves it and so do I.

“Yes, Father.” She moans as I rub her pussy with one finger.

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