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“There’s only one man with that color of jet-black hair and dip in their chin. How stupid can I be?” She looks ready to cry and it takes a gigantic amount of iron to not let the couple of drops that slip down her cheeks steer me away from my plan.
She clings to the top of the bed like I’m some animal ready to devour her.
Smart girl.
“I should have known. My father was right.” She kicks at my hand when I go to grab her but I swat her attempt to free herself from my grip. I grab both ankles and tug her back where I can touch her soft skin and smell the remnants of her perfume, shampoo, whatever it is that has her so damn irresistible.
“You’re right. You should have recognized me. But you let lust blind you. But I knew who you were the second you stepped onto my island. I’ve known who you are, my sweet Serenity for a long time.” My voice is clipped, rough. A complete one-eighty compared to last night and throws her farther off balance.”
Her mouth falls open. “Yours? As in you own the resort where I was staying?”
“That and many others.”
She gives another tug on the cuffs and pushes to her knees. The jerky movements put her entire luscious body on full display for me and well I’m bastard enough to take advantage and enjoy how her breasts sway. When I climbed out of bed this morning I didn’t bother with a pair of pants and she doesn’t seem to mind with how often her gaze dips below my waist every few seconds.
“What does that mean? Have you been stalking me, Lucas Bellamy? All the way from Chicago?”
“Saying my name like you hate every syllable isn’t going to make you any less my prisoner.”
A level of realization dawns and it’s fun to watch her mentally piece together the last twenty-four hours. Simon. The party invitation. Our hookup.
“You played me.”
“You made it easy. All I had to do was wait until you grew tired of your father’s controlling nature. A few suggestions from strategically placed people and you landed in my lap. And now you’re going to give me what I’ve waited for.”
“Screw you.”
“You did already. Remember?”
She bats my taunt away. “I’m not going to give you anything. You can leave me tied up here for as long as you like. I’ll never give you another damn—”
“Wrong again. You’ve already given me everything I wanted. I want revenge and you have already helped deliver it by spreading your pretty legs,” I say, cutting her off. I caress the back of my knuckles down her cheek and she visibly shivers.
“Let me go before my father finds out you have me. Please, let’s just end this. Whatever you think he did is between you and him. Leave me out of it.” Her voice turns pleading. “I think we both know what he’s capable of.”
“I do. But do you, beautiful, sweet girl? Do you know your father sells girls your age off to prostitution and for a hefty sum? Do you know he drugs onto the streets of Chicago where kids get their hands on it? And he turns a blind eye. Goes off to buy his spoiled little princess a new car or a new fancy trip to Europe.”
She jerks away from my touch.
“Shut up. You don't know anything about me. My father. My family. Nothing!”
“Tell me I’m lying again and I’ll pull the proof out right now. Show you who our daddy really is.”
I hold my tone level and try hard not to scare her. I’m not a complete bastard but the longer she denies her father’s sins the angrier I get.
“Your father killed mine. Three years ago today, in fact. And I’m not waiting for him to answer for his crimes to some higher power. Your father is going to answer to me.”
She’s already shaking her head before I fully finish. “I’m sorry, but that has nothing to do with me. My fatherwillfind you and hewillkill you.”
“He can try, sweetheart. But it’s me who will be putting a bullet in his head this time around. And then the circle of life will be complete. Blood for blood.”
I don’t tell her the seed we both had a hand planting in her womb is all the blood I’m after now. A mixing of the families. All thanks to her sweet body, impossibly soul-consuming moans, and irresistible taste. If men are considered the powerhouses of Earth, then it’s the women who control the Universe with us as their worshipers. Because yesterday I wanted her blood on my blade, but today I want nothing more than her round with my baby and to hear her soft voice until death takes me away.
Beneath us, I can feel the boat slow and I know we’ve reached our destination.
“So I’m your bait? That’s all this was about?”
Fuck that pout has me hungry for a taste. I grunt. “You sound hurt.”
