Page 136 of Forbidden Heroes

I bet the devil himself would have a hard time keeping his devilish hands off this sweet creature. Can’t say I would blame him. I’m suffering the same fate.

Curves in all the right places, legs made to wrap around my waist, and only mine, and pouty lips painted a deep Christmas red that make my cock ache for her touch and harden in my slacks.

Standing pressed against the bookcase I raise one arm and then the other, pinning her in place.

“Not that I mind but, mind telling me what you’re doing in my library?” I knew the answer. But she didn’t. Not the truth anyway.

I heard the footsteps before the interruption came from the parted doors behind me.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Savage. This one must have slipped past the security. I’ll have her removed immediately.”

Her eyes go wide and her body stiffens as my identity is confirmed, and it pulls me in so hard I nearly lose my focus.

I’ve spent the last several nights staring into those beauties wondering what had caused such pain and sorrow and swore to myself I’d find out.

I loosen the mask from my face and toss it over the back of a nearby couch.

Fuck, they were big and the most beautiful shade of green offset by the white of her mask. My cock throbs from the sheer beauty. No picture would ever do her full justice.

I rope my control back from the edge.

And innocent, I remind myself. And still untouchable. I might be many things but a monster isn’t one of them despite the rumors spreading around the corporate world about me.

I hold up a hand and speak to my butler. Without breaking eye contact with her I say, “No, O’Bryan, that won’t be necessary. Please tend to the guests and give my apologies for not attending the ball.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Thank you, O’Bryan. That will be all.”

I hear the snick of the lock as my butler quietly closes the doors to the library, shutting out the rest of the world.

It’s just me and my virgin angel.

The idea of having her all to myself made thousands of possibilities play out in my warped brain. Scenarios I had no business entertaining because they all led to my little intruder under me, her legs spread and me watching her pussy eat my thick cock.

For the next fifteen minutes or so I had to play nice.

I turn my full attention to Allison, those powerful green eyes taking in my every move. Their allure sucks me in and I want to shield her from the dark, ugly world forever. But first I have to convince her she can trust me. That I would never hurt or betray her the way so many have in her short life.

Dark bruises color her neck and it takes me a moment to push aside the rage.

She thinks the shawl she keeps tugging at and the long wavy hair she has pulled to the front cover the dark markings, but her creamy, delicate skin reveals her uncle dared touch what is mine by marking her tender flesh. A crime he’ll pay for.

But I don’t tip my hand. Instead, I stand there drinking in her quiet, subtle beauty, waiting for her to make a move. She’s uneasy and I can tell she’s debating on whether or not she wants to go through with the plan she’s been tasked with. Her inner battle played out in her taut expression and like everyone else on the planet, once faced with the harsh reality the brain shuts off and the heart takes over. Manipulating someone as innocent as her is easy, but that’s the furthest thing from my mind.

“I’ll ask again, this time I want an answer. Why are you in my library? Looking for a little trouble?”

She swallows and her breath catches on my last word and she doesn’t know how hard those lips of hers makes me when the tip of her tongue peeks out to lick them.

“I, uh?—”

She cups a hand around her neck and works the tender flesh of her lower lips between her teeth.

I reach between us and gently pull her lip free with my thumb as I lean closer. I can feel her body tremble under my heavy gaze. Her scent like a fresh, powdery snow.

“Answer me, angel.”

Silence met my words.

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