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“You’re here because you came onto a stranger’s yacht, trusted the wrong people, and now have nowhere to go, nothing to do except what I tell you.”
Her eyes search mine to see if this is all a game.
“But last night?” Confusion tugs at the center of her brows.
I give a half shrug. “What about it? You wanted fucked raw and that’s what I gave you. Let’s not make this into what it’s not. But if you ask sweetly, I might do it again. We both know you liked how I made you climax.”
I crawl onto the edge of the bed and take her chin in hand, stroke a finger along her jawline and trail it over her shoulder to dip along her pinched waist. “You enjoyed all the dirty things I did to you. Your hard nipples and heavy breathing say so much, beautiful girl.”
Leaning forward I skim my lips over hers briefly before I grip my hands in her hair and take a deeper, longer taste. I swear I am going to fall for this girl and I’ll have no power over it. I’m not sure I can stop myself if I go too much further with this teasing, but fuck she’s intoxicating. The way she leans into me even now says she’s too fucking trusting. Too innocent. For a split second, I want to call my whole plan off. Protect her.
I break the kiss, our chests heaving when she raises her gaze to mine. Fear stares back at me. No, not fear. Fury. Sweet Serenity is furious. Savagely seething.
“Lucas. Lucas Kingston.” She scoots back on the bed until her back is against the headboard. “I... I know you. Oh, God. How... how...” She frantically searches for some kind of answer in my eyes but I’ve spent years concealing my feelings and the only thing she finds staring back at her is a wall of darkness.
“There’s only one man with that color of jet-black hair and dip in their chin. How stupid can I be?” She looks ready to cry and it takes a gigantic amount of iron to not let the couple of drops that slip down her cheeks steer me away from my plan.
She clings to the top of the bed like I’m some animal ready to devour her.
Smart girl.
“I should have known. My father was right.” She kicks at my hand when I go to grab her but I swat her attempt to free herself from my grip. I grab both ankles and tug her back where I can touch her soft skin and smell the remnants of her perfume, shampoo, whatever it is that has her so damn irresistible.
“You’re right. You should have recognized me. But you let lust blind you. But I knew who you were the second you stepped onto my island. I’ve known who you are, my sweet Serenity for a long time.” My voice is clipped, rough. A complete one-eighty compared to last night and throws her farther off balance.”
Her mouth falls open. “Yours? As in you own the resort where I was staying?”
“That and many others.”
She gives another tug on the cuffs and pushes to her knees. The jerky movements put her entire luscious body on full display for me and well I’m bastard enough to take advantage and enjoy how her breasts sway. When I climbed out of bed this morning I didn’t bother with a pair of pants and she doesn’t seem to mind with how often her gaze dips below my waist every few seconds.
“What does that mean? Have you been stalking me, Lucas Bellamy? All the way from Chicago?”
“Saying my name like you hate every syllable isn’t going to make you any less my prisoner.”
A level of realization dawns and it’s fun to watch her mentally piece together the last twenty-four hours. Simon. The party invitation. Our hookup.
“You played me.”
“You made it easy. All I had to do was wait until you grew tired of your father’s controlling nature. A few suggestions from strategically placed people and you landed in my lap. And now you’re going to give me what I’ve waited for.”
“Screw you.”
“You did already. Remember?”
She bats my taunt away. “I’m not going to give you anything. You can leave me tied up here for as long as you like. I’ll never give you another damn?—”
“Wrong again. You’ve already given me everything I wanted. I want revenge and you have already helped deliver it by spreading your pretty legs,” I say, cutting her off. I caress the back of my knuckles down her cheek and she visibly shivers.
“Let me go before my father finds out you have me. Please, let’s just end this. Whatever you think he did is between you and him. Leave me out of it.” Her voice turns pleading. “I think we both know what he’s capable of.”
“I do. But do you, beautiful, sweet girl? Do you know your father sells girls your age off to prostitution and for a hefty sum? Do you know he drugs onto the streets of Chicago where kids get their hands on it? And he turns a blind eye. Goes off to buy his spoiled little princess a new car or a new fancy trip to Europe.”
She jerks away from my touch.
“Shut up. You don't know anything about me. My father. My family. Nothing!”
“Tell me I’m lying again and I’ll pull the proof out right now. Show you who our daddy really is.”
