Page 8 of Selena


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He looked down at me curiously. “What naughty thoughts are running through your head?”

“Thoughts of your murder,” I smiled up at him sweetly.

He traced his fingers up my calf, then my thigh again. A throb of want rushed through me, surprised me. I’d never been particularly susceptible to men’s attention, but something felt different since I’d entered this house. Aiden had lit a fire inside me that I had never felt before.

It was really too bad that I was about to die. It would be nice to have an orgasm that I didn’t bring about with the help of my own hands and a vibrating dildo, or have to force out of some loser I met while getting close to my target.

Another man entered then, tall but slender, elegant, with wild dark hair.

The big guy turned toward him. “Our little bird is awake.”

Everyone probably lookedlittlewith this guy. He was huge.

The newcomer’s dark eyes met mine. “Good morning. I’m Xander.”

“Good morning?” I wanted to keep them talking anyway, but most of all, I wanted to ground myself in place and time. Where were they taking me? And how would I have stayed unconscious all through the night until morning?

“You gave her your name,” the blond noted.

That was a poor sign for me, though I was pretty sure they intended to kill me sooner or later anyway.

“She’s going to figure it out anyway,” Xander said. “Won’t you, Selena? Dominic and I did our homework about you Belladonnas, and I’m sure you did your homework about us. You wouldn’t be able to kill so effectively without extensive research.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. The Belladonnas moved in the shadows. How did these guys know anything about us?

Dominic knelt at the edge of the bed, his arms propped in front of him and his chin resting on his arms. He looked so casual and relaxed, as if we were having a nice post coital chat instead of me being bound to the bed.

“What do you want?” I asked icily, my cool tone a cover for the panic I felt.

Being tied to the bed was one thing. The possible exposure of the Belladonnas was entirely another.

“Oh, I don’t want anything from you, little bird.” He touched a bruise on his cheek. “Unlike Aiden, who is dying to punish you, I’m not even angry you marked my beautiful face.”

Aiden entered the room, and the air changed as he stepped inside. Aiden carried an electricity with him, and everyone turned when he entered. He was tall, shirtless—a white bandage adorned one shoulder—but despite the wound, his hands were in his pockets and he looked quite comfortable.

He scoffed. “I didn’t ask you to torture her.”

Dominic quirked an eyebrow at him.

“Well, the two of you ‘bantering’ with her…” Aiden settled on the edge of the bed. “We meet again, Selena. This is quite the long first date.”

“I’m afraid I was unconscious for most of it. But that probably made it a better time for me.”

It almost certainly had, since I would’ve panicked being locked in this room by myself.

What was wrong with me? Why did I have to be a smart ass to the man who had me tied up to his bed?

He tsk’ed. “You tried to kill my father today. What do you think I should do to you?”

“You should let me go.” I locked eyes with him. “Hear me out. You have massive gaps in your security. Let me loose, and I can tell you how to fix them. Because even if you kill me, someone just like me will come, and if you haven’t closed those gaps… this time they won’t fail.”

He studied my face for a few long seconds, then said, “Oh, I don’t believe there’s anyone elsejust like you.”

He looked amused by the entire situation. I tried to figure him out, but his face was hard to read. He was amused, sure. There was a bright mind ticking away behind those green eyes and he wanted something from me. What was it? If he just wanted information about the Belladonnas, I imagined I’d already be having an intimate experience with pliers or a blowtorch instead of Dominic’s teasing touch.

“An interesting offer,” he said finally. “but I’m not convinced I need you for that. And, if I’ve done my homework correctly…”

Unfortunately, Aiden Crude gave me the impression of a man who always did his homework correctly.

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