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Keep your friends close, and your enemies in your bed....
The innocent waitress
nobody would miss,
Nobody would care about.
Given to him,
A cold-blooded, unforgiving hitman,
With sexy eyes and an irresistible body.
But he doesn't know who I am,
Or what secrets I hide.
To own, to keep.
To do with as I please.
But she's so much more,
More than I ever imagined.
And I vow to get to the bottom of this...
This beautiful, mysterious, and broken gift.
Because now she belongs to me.
NB: This is book one of a duet. The story resumes in book two. This book contains dark themes and triggers, so please heed the warning.
There’s a flash of movement at the other end of the pool, and I turn my head to see Andrius in loose swim shorts walking to the far edge of the pool.
The smile drips from my face as my mouth runs dry.
He’s astonishing. If I thought he was handsome in his suit, if I thought he had a good body underneath all that expensive cloth, it’s nothing compared to the reality.
He’s so big, but because of his height, his bulk looks good, elegant almost. He must weigh about two hundred and forty or fifty pounds. All of it muscle from what I can see. He’s tan, his skin shimmering gold in the afternoon light, his dark hair swept back from his striking face.
Arms raised above his head for a moment, he executes a perfect dive, and he’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
A low chuckle to my side has me turning to Justina.READ MORE
“I might not want to have sex with him, but I have eyes. I can appreciate beauty, and Andrius is one of the most handsome men I have ever seen. I can tell you think so too.”
“He is,” I say. “Doesn’t mean I want anything to happen between us. I want him to let me go.”
She sighs. “You don’t, darling. You won’t be safe if he lets you go. Here, you are. You might look at him like you want to lick him all over, and he might look at you like he wants to devour you, but he won’t touch you if you don’t want it.”
Her words scare me because I’m not sure I can say hand on my heart I wouldn’t want it. I shouldn’t want it, not in the position I am. Not with who he is and what he does to make money. But you’d have to be a nun not to notice his hotness, and that story! How he rescued Justina, I know it doesn’t override all the bad deeds he’s done, but it makes me see him in a different light.
Oh God, I’ve been here barely two days, and I’m already starting to try to see good things in my captors. How do I know the story Justina has told me is true? She might be a liar. She might be his lover but enjoy playing mind games. Who knows? Some humans have no end to their depravity.
“I still can’t believe I’m in this mess,” I say and blink away the tears starting to form.
“How come you have no family? Andrius told me that Allyov specifically said you have no one to notice you are missing.”
“It’s true,” I tell her. Not sure why I am baring my soul to her when I don’t trust her totally. “My father died, and I have no other family. I moved north for a fresh start a while back, and I suppose I haven’t made friends yet. I do have a friend back home, in London. Aliya, but she’s on a year’s working holiday in Borneo.”
I laugh then because you literally couldn’t invent better circumstances for a kidnapper to use to his advantage.
Water splashes below us, and Andrius lifts his upper body out of the pool, resting his head on his golden, muscular arms as he looks at Justina.
Grey eyes are framed by inky black lashes as water droplets run down his cheeks. I could look at him all day.
I’ve always loved beauty. I like to draw, and because of it I notice the beauty in people, buildings, landscapes. The sweeping lines of a green field, the pleasing symmetry of Georgian architecture, the captivating intrigue of fathomless grey eyes.
I notice it all, drink it up.
I’m drowning in beauty here. Andrius, Justina, this house, the grounds. It’s all so astonishingly gorgeous, and yet it’s a façade. Beauty built on ugliness.COLLAPSE
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