Page 75 of Knot a Thief

If Ava doesn’t want me, I'll still get what I want.

Nothing, including her, will stand in my way.

An hour later, the door to my office swings open. Silas strides in, a rare, enormous smile stretching across his usually stoic face.

I raise an eyebrow, intrigued by his uncharacteristic expression.

“She’s offering you a deal,” he announces, his voice tinged with amusement.

I lean back in my leather chair and pinch the bridge of my nose. “The omega is offering me a deal?” I repeat, my curious tone is mixed with disbelief.

For a moment, I’m completely dumbfounded. The sheer audacity of this woman never ceases to amaze me.

Here she is, my captive, and yet she has the cheek to barter with me. A part of me wants to laugh at the absurdity of it all, while another part admires her spirit.

I school my features into a neutral expression. “What does she want?” I ask, trying to keep the interest out of my voice.

Silas’s smile widens slightly. “She’ll eat her food if you let her out of the room.”

I tap my fingers against the polished surface of my desk, considering. A proposal forms in my mind. “If she eats all her meals with me,” I counter, “she can have the freedom to roam the island whenever she chooses.”

Silas’s smile fades, replaced by a look of concern and a furrowed brow. “Is that wise?” he asks.

I’ll let Ava have this minor victory, but I intend to stay several moves ahead.

I stand, moving to the large window that overlooks the island. “I’ve had cameras placed at every exit point and strategically placed around the island,” I explain, gesturing to the lush landscape before us. “Every angle is covered.”

“And Seb,” Silas reminds me, his voice low and cautious.

I turn back to face him, my expression hardening. “He’s being watched.”

Silas nods, but I can see the doubt in his eyes. “But he's in Ibiza,” he points out. “There’s only one reason he is here. And that's to rescue his omega.”

“My omega,” I correct him sharply, a growl underlying my words.

Is she though?

Silas holds up his hands in a placating gesture. “Of course,” he agrees quickly. “Do you want me to take the offer to her now?”

I move back to my desk, picking up a small box. “I also want a pregnancy test as part of the deal,” I add, tossing the test to Silas. “If she snaps this one, there’ll be consequences.”

I’ll get what I want one way or another, but I never got to where I am today without being ruthless.

Silas catches it deftly, examining it for a moment before tucking it into his pocket. “Anything else?” he asks, his hand on the doorknob.

I pause, considering. “Tell her I look forward to our meals together,” I say finally, a small smirk playing at the corners of my mouth.

As Silas leaves, I turn back to the window, my mind racing with the possibility she might like me.

Although Ava will fight me at every turn, I quite like the push and pull. I know because she’s unwittingly done it with me for over four years.

Chapter 21

Silas

The doors to Ava’s room are now unlocked and I’ve watched her as she roams around the gardens, looking at Ibiza in the distance.

“She needs some clothes,” I tell Max. “She only had a small bag of clothes with her.”

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