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"What kind of business meeting takes place in a castle on a private island?" she questioned. The pale light through the window caught her face, haloing her in a crown of silver rays. She really was beautiful, and her moan from earlier resonated through me like a siren song.
"The important kind."
"Is this for one of your companies?" She ran her hand lightly over the mantle. "Like a bonding retreat."
I chuckled.
How bloody American.
"It's for the United Kingdom," I said.
"That sounds serious," she mocked.
"It is."
Alan came in. "The others have been picked up. They will be here shortly."
I looked at my watch. It was old and cheap and the only thing I still owned from my past. A reminder of where I'd come from. "Good," I said. "It gives me time to prepare. Will you take Evie up to my room?"
"Actually, I think I'll go for a walk and get some fresh air," she said.
"I don't want you outside alone, especially when helicopters will be landing."
"I'll go down by the water. I doubt they will be landing there."
"No," I said. "You'll stay inside."
Her eyes hardened, and her brow arched as she headed toward the door. I stopped her before she got there, grabbing her by the arm. "Let go of me," she said, struggling to break free.
"For Christ's sake, Keir," Alan said.
"Quiet." My voice reverberated through the room. "Alan, go find Brendan and Demi and send them to my room."
"So, not only am I your fiancée, but apparently, I'm also your prisoner," she said as I led her up the spiral staircase and down the hall to my room. The laird's room. Soon to be the Grand Master's room. I opened the door and pushed her in, closing it behind me.
"If that's what you want to be." The image of her handcuffed to my bed flashed in my mind, and I felt my cock shift. "In fact, I quite like the idea. You can think of me as your warden."
"Fuck off."
"You know what you are?" I walked over to her. "You're a wild card, and I don't trust you. I've already warned you about your language."
"You're a narcissistic pig, and I definitely don't trust you," she snapped back. "And you're wrong. You should trust me because I'm probably the only person who has ever had the guts to tell you the truth."
"There's been another," I said coolly.
"And how did that work out for her."
"I found her dead one morning."
Her face paled, but at least I shut her up. I backed her up against a gold tapestry on the wall. "I warned you that you should be scared of me," I said, running my finger over her cheek. "I'll do whatever I need to get what I want."
Her breath hitched, and I seized the opportunity to lean in and kiss her. Her lips parted expectantly.
"Naughty girl," I said, taking her face in my hands. My body buzzed with a frisson I hadn't experienced for a while. Maybe it was her insolent mouth or perhaps the innocent fear I sensed in her, but I fucking wanted her.
I took her mouth in mine, showing no restraint. There would be no doubt in her mind who was in charge when I was finished. A soft cry left her, and my cock sprung to attention as I continued my assault.
A knock on the door interrupted us. "Fuck," I said, dropping my hands before yelling, "What?"
