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Sweeping marble floors took over the entryway, and a crystal chandelier hung from the high ceiling, casting a warm, inviting glow. To my left, a wooden grand staircase led to the upper levels, its intricately carved banister a thing of beauty.
To the right, there was a spacious living area. Plush, cream-colored sofas and chairs were arranged around a stunning stone fireplace, its mantelpiece adorned with an elegant painting of a pack of wolves. A large, wall-to-wall window offered a breathtaking view of the surrounding trees and greenery.
The open-concept layout seamlessly transitioned into a dining area, where a grand table with ornate detailing sat beneath a second crystal chandelier. The table was set with fine porcelain dishes and silverware.
As I took in the extravagance of the estate, a sense of unease still lingered beneath the surface. I had so many questions, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that Kane held all the answers.
Why had he brought me here? What did he want from me?
CHAPTER13
Lexie
Summoning my courage, I cleared my throat, pulled my shoulders back, and lifted my chin high as I stood as tall as I possibly could.
“I’m leaving unless you tell me the whole truth right now. You can’t keep me in the dark. Why am I here? What’s happening? Who and what are you, and who is this man with the scar?” I demanded.
Kane’s eyes bored into mine, his expression stern and unyielding. I couldn’t quite read his thoughts, and it sent a shiver down my spine. The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken implications. I knew that pushing him might come with consequences, but I couldn’t continue in ignorance. My resolve wavered, but I held my ground, determined to get some answers.
He took a step towards me, and I took one back, wary of him now. His expression was eerily calm, and there was something within it that made my stomach twist with nervousness. I moved backwards into the living area, and he followed. My mind raced with a flurry of thoughts, wondering if I had made a grave mistake by confronting him.
Maybe I shouldn’t have pushed him. Maybe I shouldn’t even have gone with him to his mansion in the woods.
Maybe I was about to get murdered.
Even as the thoughts reigned free in my mind, I knew they were foolish. As terrifying as he could be, whatever he was, he’d always made sure to protect me.
“I was already planning on sharing the truth with you, little one, but you need to learn about the consequences of giving me an ultimatum first,” he growled, and I took another step back. I prepared myself to run, but he moved so quickly that I couldn’t even get one full stride in before his hand closed around my upper arm.
His grip was gentle, but firm, ensuring that I didn’t go anywhere.
What did he mean by consequences?
The pit of my belly twisted with sudden anxiety as I continued my stand off with this dangerous man, his eyes flashing with a bit of gold.
“What are you talking about?” I blurted out, trying to sound brave, but my voice trembled with the tiniest amount of fear. I stared into his gaze, trying to call on some hidden well of courage, but finding nothing. He jerked me closer to him so that my chest was flush against his.
My heart hammered in my chest, pounding like a trapped bird desperate to escape, and my breaths quickened in response to the sudden proximity of his body against mine. His chest, sculpted and unyielding, pressed firmly against me, the warmth of his skin seeping through the thin barrier of our clothing. Every nerve seemed to come alive in that electrifying moment, desire and trepidation dancing in a perilous waltz within me. I was trapped in his embrace, unable to look away from the depths of his dark gaze.
“What are you doing?” I tried again, but my voice wavered that much more.
Forcefully, he grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it over my head. I tried to fight him off, but I only succeeded in helping him strip me that much faster.
“Kane!” I cried out.
With deliberate intent, he spun me around and easily unclipped the clasp of my bra. His deft hands quickly pulled the straps down my shoulders, baring my breasts in one quick motion. In my rush to cover my chest, he swiftly unbuttoned my jeans.
I tried to push him off, but that meant uncovering my breasts. They bounced, making me feel obscene, and I quickly rushed to put my hands back into place. In that time, he’d unzipped my pants and pushed them past my waist, taking my panties along with them. I yelped out loud in alarm, trying to cover my naked body as much as I could, but I only had two hands. With terrifying ease, he threw me over his shoulder and removed my sneakers. He pulled my clothes off the rest of the way, stripping me entirely bare.
“Please!” I cried out.
He set me down on my feet and sat down on the couch, roughly pulling me in between his thighs. I did my best to use my arm to cover my chest and one hand to block my pussy, but he quickly knocked them both away.
“Hands on your head,” he demanded.
Something about his tone made my stomach twist tighter, and instead of slapping him across the face like I wanted to, I obeyed him. With as much defiance as I could muster, I lifted my chin and refused to meet his gaze. My fingers dug into the back of my scalp, and I hated myself just a little bit for doing what he’d asked without so much as a fight, but the brush of his hands along my hips made my pussy clench at the same time that my nerves dropped from my belly to the tips of my toes.
He took hold of my waist and pulled me facedown over his lap. I stiffened, not really sure what was happening until my belly pressed against his knees. I went to push myself back up, but his leg locked over the back of mine and his arm wound around my waist, holding me firmly in place.
