Page 17 of The Savage King


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“Safe? Safe?” I ask incredulously, looking around at the bathroom. “I’m in Mexico with gangsters!”

I feel sick to my stomach at how I thought all of this mafia stuff was fun. Sienna tried to tell me it was dangerous, but that was when we were under the protection of Connor Barrett and all his security.

Now I have no one.

Except this hot gangster who keeps telling me I can trust him.

Over my dead body.

Which it might be.

Why did Nathan tell him to take me? I know Sienna was sleeping with him, but that doesn’t give him the right to hand me over to the Mexican Cartel.

I can’t think straight.

I’ve been kidnapped, and a scary man wants me clean. I don’t even want to know what that means. I suppose telling him I’m a virgin and have promised my innocence to someone is not going to change anything.

Nope.

Even I’m not that naïve.

God, what a mess.

Yes, I’m a virgin. Nobody knows. Well, except me and my ‘betrothed’, Todd Witherspoon. It’s not something I am proud of... or ashamed of. And I don’t have a choice.

He has me over a barrel.

While I’d like to have sex, and hate that Todd has manipulated me, there’s no one who has tempted me to risk what I have to lose.

So, it is what it is.

Now I’m wondering if that choice will be taken from me.

“Get in the shower,” Dex says, shoving a towel at me. “I’ll be right outside the door, so make sure you don’t waste any time trying to escape.”

Damn.

Thatwasone of my plans.

Except I’m dehydrated and feeling weak from no food and barely any water for hours. So, my chances of outrunning this extremely muscular and very beautiful-looking man and all the other armed men on the property are slim.

Okay, fine, zero.

“If you leave this room, you’ll either be shot on sight or taken to Pablo, who will shoot you himself,” Dex says, confirming my suspicions.

I hug the towel close to my chest. “Aren’t you taking me to him, anyway?”

Dex stares at me for a long moment and I see a flicker in his eyes. Then he says, with a hint of what I think is regret, “Yes.”

Does he feel guilty?

Does he want me for himself?

I might be a virgin, but I’m well aware of what chemistry feels like and there is a truckload of it between us. I’m trembling from fear and this intensity between us.

My mind flickers back to the flirty smile we shared as I walked down the aisle. Of course, I had no intention of following through with anything.

Maybe a kiss.

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