“Yes, and there always will be. My only demand is that you answer my questions honestly and without skirting around them.”
He grabbed my hand, holding it in place. “You’re certain you want to know all the dirty secrets?”
“Yes. In turn, I promise you I will not print anything you don’t want.” Maybe I was testing whether he would trust me enough. Or maybe I wanted a stronger reason to be able to walk away when this was finished. I just wasn’t certain at this point.
What I knew in my heart was that leaving him and Greece would be the hardest choice I’d had to make in my life.
But he could never love me the way I feared I would love him. I would always be that weakness, even an excuse to shut down. I didn’t want that for either one of us.
“Then we have a deal, little kitten.” He took my hand, the serious expression on his face turning more devious after only a few seconds.
When he yanked the handcuffs into the air, I tried to scuttle off the bed, already laughing. His playful side was so unexpected that I immediately felt lighter. At least we did have this moment in time together.
He snagged my leg, jerking me back and immediately taking the glass from my hand. His cock was hard once again. How did he manage to do that? I licked my lips, my pussy responding, throbbing more than before.
“Not so fast, kitten. I told you we weren’t finished.” He tossed me onto all fours, immediately slapping the metal around my wrist.
“You’re crazy.”
“You bet I am.” He snapped the other cuff around the wooden bedpost and grinned at me mischievously. “That’s exactly the way I want you. Restrained and ready for my use.”
“You’re still a bastard. Sir.”
He crawled behind me and I tugged on the bindings. “So you’ve told me many times.” When he cracked his hand on my bottom, I yelped. But the pain was quickly replaced with another wave of intense pleasure when he thrust his cock deep inside my pussy. As he pumped several times, I fisted the pillow, a smile permanently planted on my face.
The man could make me happier than anyone else ever had. And he could piss me off even more. Maybe the stars meant for us to be together.
He cracked his hand on my bottom twice more before removing his cock completely.
“That’s no fair!” I whimpered. “Sir!”
“Didn’t I tell you nothing in life is ever fair? Not in love and war. Not in hate and lust. And not with the man who owns you.”
The moment he pressed the tip of his cock against my dark hole, I stiffened just like I’d done before.
Only this time it wasn’t about uncertainty or the fear of discomfort. It was because of the words he continued to use.
Falling for him wasn’t an option, but that’s what I was doing.
Hard and fast, totally and completely.
Another round of hatred reared its ugly head as well as reaffirming the promise. Walking away was the only logical choice.
CHAPTER 28
Havros
Deals were made all the time. Business. Pleasure. Even criminals could venture into a working relationship as long as strict parameters were established. The French weren’t necessarily keen on having Greek partners, but Dimitrios had proctored a deal that included providing a small percentage of the company’s profits if they allowed the land to be sold to a foreigner.
Parisians were prickly bastards.
I’d reluctantly agreed to the deal, although I’d advised my brothers against it long before. I always followed my instincts and they’d told me in no uncertain terms Alexander Dumas and his clan would renege. Perhaps it was time to change plans to suit our needs. I had my eye on other countries, locations that would provide perfect gateways into expanding other aspects of business.
“What are you thinking?” Kara asked.
“That we should have a little fun with this since weareworking together.” Emphasis on the single word. She’d been determined, even pigheaded about it.
She wrinkled her nose. “Are you going to let me in on what you have in mind?”