Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Turning in her seat, she stares at me with disdain. All I can do is smile.
“Now, princess, you didn’t think it would be that easy, did you?”
6
Celia
The leather seats creak as I slide around to put my back against the door since it won’t open. I turn to face him. I can’t fight him off; he’s proven that fact to me more times than I care to remember. There is never a time when I’m not reminded that Nic is the predator and I am the prey.
As he settles into the other seat, I can feel him vibrating with violence. I didn’t make it easy on myself, fighting him back there, and I’m sure he’s about to make me regret it.
Everything he said is spinning through my head to the cadence of you’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine. He declared it like he made the choice for both of us, all but telling me I’ll never be free of him.
I watch the door through the window as we idle at the curb, and Soo comes out lugging Lucas between him and another of Nicolo’s men.
Nicolo pinches my chin between two fingers and drags my gaze away from them. “He’s alive. You don’t need to worry about him. Right now, you need to worry about yourself.”
I swallow hard, my heart trying to punch into my throat. “What are you going to do with me now?”
A wicked smile curls his lips as he drops his gaze down my body. “Anything and everything I want. You’re mine, after all.”
His words shouldn’t ignite a fire in me. They should leave me cold and terrified, and I guess part of me is terrified. But the memory of how he can make my body feel is drilling through that fear, making it harder for me to see. The pleasure he’s given me, even through the humiliation and pain, is all there, tucked away like a secret. I’ve yet to examine how I feel about it all as I’d gotten stuck on the whole selling me part of our relationship. And with the way he’s staring at me, now isn’t the time to dissect it either.
One thing I am certain of is that I have to forget the pleasure he brought me and remember that he’s the villain here—because if I slip up and fall into his web, I’ll be as good as dead.
“What about what I want?”
He snaps his hand out and drags me to him by the throat. His grip is firm but gentle, with no pressure, more like persuasive positioning. “What you want right now is irrelevant. And will be until I erase every other man from your life, starting with Lucas.”
I brace for whatever he’s about to do to me, but I’m not prepared for him to rip my T-shirt clean down the center. Cool air meets my heated skin, making my nipples hard. I immediately look around in a panic. Nic’s driver is just pulling the car away. The windows are tinted anyway, but there is no partition between the front and the back seat, meaning that the guy behind the wheel can very much hear us.
“Take off your pants and underwear, or I’ll rip them off too.”
Before he can repeat himself, I’m shucking the ripped edges of my shirt from my arms and moving to the waistband of my leggings. “What am I going to wear, then? Do you want everyone to see me naked?”
I glance to the front seat, where his driver has his eyes trained to the road.
“Don’t worry about him.” He unbuttons his shirt, tugs it off, and lays it over the back of the seat beside him. “For after,” he explains.
After what?
I can’t control my heavy breathing as I lift my hips and toss away the pants and underwear. My hands are trembling, so I tuck them between my knees. So he doesn’t see how nervous I am. At least, it makes me feel better to think he doesn’t see. Of course, he notices everything, and he won’t let me hide.
He drags my hands to his thigh and sits them there while he unbuckles his slacks and shoves them down, his rock-hard cock springing free.
I suck in a breath and jerk my hand back, but he captures it again and brings it to his skin. “Rub me,” he orders.
Okay, this isn’t so bad. If all he wants is a hand job, maybe he and I can manage this negotiation. I grip him tight, and he wraps his hand around mine. “I won’t last long, but I need to come, and I’m going to mark you with it. Rub it into your skin, so you smell like me and feel me all over your body.”
A heavy throb starts in my clit, but I don’t dare shift for fear he’ll see it and know.