Page 79 of Twisted Sins

“There are other heiresses you could have chosen to marry for unifying clans,” she continued. “I heard many clans are willing. Why don’t you marry one of them? They will serve you better. If it’s money you want, my family can give you a huge ransom to let me go. It would be enough for your entire clan to live comfortably.”

His grey eyes watched her as he came closer.

“I am already married,” he said. “To you.”

“But I’m not willing!” she said. “And I will never accept you as my husband!”

“You already accepted me. I’m sure you recall that night well.”

Her face heated as he reminded her of the night in the holy land tent.

“I lied!” she snapped. “It was a part of my escape plan.”

“Was touching and squeezing my cock a part of your escape plan too?”

Her face was on fire at his taunt, and she lost control of her anger.

“Savage demon!” she shouted. “All I feel for you is hate! I will never touch you! I would rather die than touch you again!”

He didn’t react to her words.

He came to the bedding and then pulled her down, and wrapped his hand around her.

“If you don’t let me go, you’ll regret it!” she threatened as he pulled her closer and heat enveloped her.

Her cheeks burned, feeling his hardness against her buttocks.

“You have no idea what will happen to you when my brothers catch you!” she continued. “Let me go and spare yourself the painful torture. I will tell them not to come after you. My brothers always listen to me.”

The demon didn’t respond.

Once again, cold silence followed, and she felt the demon’s breathing deepen as he fell asleep.

How the hell can he fall asleep so quickly and with such dire threats? Doesn’t he value his life?

Angry and frustrated, she wanted to push his hand and roll away. But she remained in place as she knew how freezing it would get each night in the desert. The heat from the demon’s body kept her warm.

I have to find another way to escape the demon.

CHAPTER 23

The faint sound of a waterfall filled the air as Rudra walked through the long tunnel formed by caves.

It was dark inside, but he was familiar with the tunnel system.

Since his return to Singoor six years ago, he had been inside the caves many times. He stopped at the end of the pathway in front of the rock wall. He reached up, and even in the dark, he knew exactly where the access control was.

He pressed his palm on the cave's rock roof, and the sound of locks unclicking resonated in the small space. The rock wall slid, opening to his communication center, which was set up soon after he moved to Singoor.

One more switch and the multiple monitors came alive as the cave door closed and the ventilation system revved. Three men wearing casual Western clothes were seated in a conference room.

“Look who finally showed up,” one of them said with a chuckle.

“Can’t get him away from his wife lately,” another said.

“A wife he claims is only for an alliance.” Laughter followed that comment.

Rudra looked at the screen. “I only have fifteen minutes for the meeting,” he retorted.

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