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But I sure as hell wasn’t about to stay a prisoner, either. Fuck that. I slowly sat up, slid my feet to the floor, and rose. My steps were light and soundless as I made my way to the open door. One careful push and I waited, standing in the doorway, my pulse thundering until the sound was all I could hear.
Only no one pounced.
I took a step out of the room and scanned the darkness, my senses hyperalert. Hard breaths consumed me as I waited. But there was nothing, not a hand reaching for me, not a stalker outside my door listening. I took a step forward, heading to the stairs.
They blurred as I watched in my peripheral, taking another step, then another, until I reached the railing. They weren’t here, weren’t waiting. Embolden with confidence, I moved faster, stepping down, keeping my footsteps light. I scanned the floors as I passed, finding a flicker of light coming from under a door on the second floor. I stopped…listening.
There was only silence.
Silence and the booming of my heart.
I kept going, stopping only when my bare feet hit the cold tiles of the foyer. I didn’t even look at the front door but kept walking along the hall until I made my way further through the house toward the kitchen. The tiny red light blinked on the electronic lock outside the basement, the same way the broken sensor blinked on my door. It had to be a malfunction.
I kept going, driven by those reports he seemed so obsessed over…and the contract hidden under his journal. The contract he hadn’t allowed me to see. I knew he couldn’t hurt me, knew I was nothing more than a‘ward’in his home. I belonged to The Order, still wearing black and not to be touched.
But if I knew anything about the vile bastard who held me prisoner in his home, he was tenacious. If there was a way around the contract, he’d find it. I swallowed hard as I turned along the hallway that took me to his study.
He’d find a way around it, that was a given…
So I had to protect myself.
I had to make sure I knew what I was in for…and plan for a way out. I stopped at the door, looked over my shoulder to the gloom, then turned back, to that same red flashing light on the door. My hands were shaking as I grabbed the handle and pushed. It moved. It fucking moved.
I hurried, stepped inside, and closed the door quietly behind me before I reached for the light switch. One tinyclick,and the room illuminated. I almost smiled…almost thought I’d finallywon…until I turned around, and in the middle of the room stoodhis sons.
“Well, well, well.” The one with platinum blond hair muttered, his blue eyes fixed on me. “Told you she’d come.”
I jerked my gaze to the other, who leaned against London’s desk with his arms crossed. That topaz stare shifted as he looked away.
But it was his twin who stepped forward and did all the talking. “Looking for something?”
I stiffened, panic racing as I looked at the quiet one once more.
“Don’t look at him.” Blondie flanked my side, moving to lean close and whisper against my ear. “He won’t help you.” Panic punched through me as he moved fast, lashing out to grasp the front of my throat and pull me back against him. “No one will help you with us.”
I bucked, clenching my fist. Instinct roared, screaming at me to fight. But I didn’t…I stayed still, leaving his hand around my throat while terror howled inside.
“Look at you,” Blondie whispered, his breath against my ear. “Looks like we have the perfect daughter. Obedient.Submissive.”
“Fuck you,” I snarled quietly.
He yanked me hard against his strong chest. “Defiant, too. He’s gonna like that.”
He…
I sucked in hard breaths, fighting the terrifying need to scream and kick and claw. Instead, I scrambled for whatever I could use.The contract…I could use the contract.“You c-can’t t-touch me,” I declared, my gaze moving to the silent one still leaning against the desk.
“Can’t?” his brother repeated at my back. “It’s just you here.” He reached around and palmed my breast, growling. “Pretty sure wecando whatever we want. There’s no one to stop us…no one to stop us from having a taste of adaughter.”
Daughter?
It was the second time he’d called me that. “I’mnotyour fuckingdaughter.”
He just chuckled, and no matter how hard I tried to hold onto the training The Teacher had forced into us, something inside mesnapped.I clenched my fist, cocked my arm, and drove my elbow backwards into his stomach.
He gave anoof,his hold releasing enough for me to punch his arm and stumble away, lifting my clenched fist in front of me. “You just s-stay the fuck way from me.”
Blondie grinned, his focus fixed on me as he rubbed his stomach. “Looks like we got ourselves a wildcat here.”
