Page 27 of In Too Deep


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“As safe as you can be considering who I am.”

“What does that mean? Who are you?”

“Ares Scott.”

“I’ve never heard of you,” she says. Now I laugh. No, she wouldn’t have heard of me. No one has heard of me because that’s the way we keep it. We’re anonymous. No one knows who we are.

“I would suppose not.”

“What do you do?”

“As far as?” I know what she’s asking, and there’s no way in hell I will tell her I torture women for my father.

“Your job. What do you do?”

“That’s not up for discussion,” I tell her.

“Why? Why can’t I know?”

“It’s not any of your concern, Sage. Let’s just say you wouldn’t be happy if you knew.”

“I’m not happy now,” she retorts. I set the laptop to the side and push to my feet, walking toward her. The pull is there just like it’s always been. I want her, there’s no doubt about that. But she doesn’t want me, at least not yet.

I stop in front of her, grab her hand, and lift her off the bed. Sage stands in front of me but doesn’t say a word.

“You have questions. I expected as much. But don’t think I will give you every answer you want, Little Lamb. It won’t happen.” I bring my fingers up to her cheek, and she flinches as if I’m going to hit her. It pisses me off because she’s never done that before, although our only interaction was in the pool that night. Nevertheless, I let my fingertips trail down her cheek until I reach her chin. Then I lift her head a little so she’s looking up at me.

“I do bad things, Sage. Things that would scare you and haunt your dreams. You wouldn’t be able to sleep at night if you knew what I did,” I tell her. She watches me, not saying anything until she nods her head slowly.

“How long are you keeping me here?”

“Forever, Sage. You’re mine. We’re going to be married.” Sage tries to pull away from me, but I don’t allow it. I keep squeezing her chin in my hand, keeping her right where I want her.

“You can’t make me.” I smile at her.

“I can do what I want, Sage. You don’t have a say in this.”

“What if I want a say in this?”

“Then you act accordingly, and we’ll see how things go. When I can trust you, I mean truly trust you, then you can have a say in things.” She licks her lips, and I want to fucking bite them. So I do. I lean in, biting her bottom lip between my teeth until I taste blood. Sage gasps and tries to pull away but keeps her eyes on me. I can taste her blood on my tongue, and it’s the best thing I’ve tasted in a long time.

“What if I don’t want this?”

“Want what?”

“Any of this,” she says. I smirk at her now. I like that she thinks she has a choice in the matter. She doesn’t.

“That’s too bad, Sage. I’m a man who gets what he wants, and what I want is you.”

“I don’t understand why,” she says softly.

“Then we have work to do,” I tell her. I caress her cheek, and her eyes flutter.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re going to see, Sage. You’re going to see exactly why I want you. You’ll see why you’re better than what you think you are. You will be mine, Sage. If I’m the king, then you are my fucking queen!” I roar in her face. She jerks back a little as I laugh manically. Then I step back, pulling away from her, but I don’t get that far. She reaches for me, grabbing the front of my shirt and jerking me back into her. Her lips hover closely to mine, but she doesn’t make the final move to kiss me.

“What are you going to do, Sage?” I challenge her. I want her to make the first move. I want her to fucking kiss me so I can devour her. Her breathing is sporadic as we stand here face to face. I know she feels something for me. She has to. She wouldn’t be acting like this if she didn’t.

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