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“You still owe me six days and six nights, and I will make certain you honor every single fucking one of them.”
He leaves before I can reply to that, and I’m not sure what to do now.
For a moment, I lie still, processing the changes and then with a sigh, I edge out of the bed, his cum dripping down my thighs and for some reason it makes me smile. I don’t know why. I suppose because I have claimed a part of him. Evidence that he was mine for a moment in time. A man like Shade Vieri wouldn’t look twice at me unless there was something he wanted. I’m not a fool. I know the score and even if he ruins me forever, at least I had my moment with him.
He can never take that away from me. The pure romance of this kidnapping, the candlelit dinner, the jet ski safari and the way he held me so tenderly in his arms and pretended he didn’t care. Even the beating is a memory I will keep close because there is not a minute of my time with him that I haven’t enjoyed every fucked-up minute of.
* * *
I showerand dress in the outfit I arrived in and as walks of shame go, I’d take this one every single time.
My hair is washed and my eyes bright as I head into the sunlight, every nerve in my body heightened from the experience.
Normal life will never be the same again now I have experienced the exhilaration of the dark side. But I still have six days and six nights to enjoy, which is why I have a smile on my face as I join him on the forward deck.
“What are you so happy about?” He seems tetchy and I lean with my arms on the rail looking out to sea.
“I had a good time. Is it a crime to be happy about that?”
He shakes his head. “You’re as fucked as I am, princess. Most women would be afraid of this experience, not treasuring it.”
“I’m not most women, Shade. I actually couldn’t give a fuck about my life right now. It’s not the same one I thought I was living. You changed it.”
“Your big secret coming out, I guess.” He shrugs and leans with his back to the rail beside me, taking out a cigarette and lighting it, then taking a huge drag before offering it to me.
I accept and as the toxic smoke enters my lungs, I savor the sense of corruption.
I hand it back to him and sigh. “I haven’t smoked since college. You are a bad influence on me, Shade Vieri. Maybe I should leave for my own self-preservation.”
“You are only leaving because I am allowing it, princess. Remember, you belong to me until your debt is paid.”
“Whatever.” I roll my eyes because I really couldn’t give a fuck about that and only the sound of the helicopter approaching makes my heart beat a little faster.
It’s over.
I watch the bird land and feel a sense of loss already. This boat, this magical boat, was an experience I will never forget. I feel cheated somehow and yet I still have time. It’s not the end, it’s just the beginning, so I follow Shade to the open door and try to accept we are merely changing our surroundings and nothing else.
CHAPTER19
SHADE
Iam irrationally pissed. I hate that we’re leaving my beloved boat and I had so much more planned for my hostage. Fuck Killian and fuck Jefferson, because now he has prodded the beast and I have sharp claws.
I have thought of little else since the call. Is Jefferson the one making the threats, or is it somebody else? Does he even know Allegra and Rafferty aren’t his cousins at all, but his half siblings?
I hope Gina is as good as Killian thinks she is, because we need answers and fast. I am taking Allegra back to possible danger, and that is not sitting well with me. She will be a target; we are using her to drag our enemies into full sight. She is hurting already, but this could push her over the edge and why do I even care?
I am silent because I’m brooding on a situation that is out of my control and I don’t like it. So, as we fly away from my favorite place in the world, I switch my mind back to bastard.
We don’t speak for the entire journey and as the helicopter lands back on the roof of Gyration, with a heavy heart I say roughly, “Party’s over, princess. I’ll call you a cab.”
Ignoring the hurtful expression in her eyes, I nod to Kyle, who is waiting, and as we head to the door leading down to the club, Allegra follows in silence.
At the bottom of the stairs, I jerk my thumb at her and say to Kyle, “Miss Powell needs a cab home. There’s probably one in the street you can hail.”
He hides his expression well and says in his husky voice, “Follow me, Miss Powell.”
I don’t even look at her until she says sharply, “My phone, please.”
