Page 11 of Bound in Sacrifice

He is such a pompous prick.

“The way I see it, little lamb, you’re screwed.”

“No, that’s not true! I can give you the $30,000 immediately and I can make payments to you over time. It will take a little adjusting, but that should be sufficient. And Father, he has an interview coming up and then we will be able to--”

“No,” he cuts me off.

“No? What do you mean, no? That’s a perfectly good option if you--”

“I said, NOOO!!!” he roars.

I hurriedly back away from him in fright. He moves closer, placing his hands either side of my head, boxing me in. I hear the gun’s metal thunk against the stone next to my ear.

“This isn’t ‘Let’s Make a Deal’. This is hundreds of thousands of dollars, maliciously stolen from me. I say what goes and what goes isDaddy.”

“What? Wait!”

He turns back toward the center of the room and addresses his men.

“Cohen, uncuff our drunken thief and take him out back.”

Chapter Six

The Beast

Igive my kill order and Cohen approaches the worthless piece of shit. The second I turn away from the achingly beautiful girl in front of me, a shriek of terror tears through the air.

“No!” she screams, “ME! Take me instead! Please!”

I feel her soft, petite hand tug on my arm. Her touch is like fire on my skin and I turn to look into her eyes. Tears are falling heavily, rolling down over her cheeks. The sliver of make-up that she has on and doesn’t need, is smudged, she’s a beautiful mess.

I picture her on her knees at my feet. Only this time her tears are a result of my cock, lodged deeply in her throat.

My dick hardens in my pants as I imagine it.

What are the odds that a worthless idiot like Mauro would be the reason she entered my life? I stare into her beautiful hazel eyes, not wanting to look away. I couldn’t even if I tried, she has completely enchanted me. I didn’t know that I could still feel so strongly about a woman again.

The poor, helpless, sacrificial lamb that she is. She has no idea whose pasture she’s wandered into.

Before I ruin everything by showing any kind of weakness, I remove her hand from my arm and eliminate the burn of desire.

“You silly, little girl, you don’t know what you’re saying.”

“Please don’t hurt him, he’s all I have left in this world.”

“Whether he’s here or you are, you will still be apart. Would you really be willing to give your life for his? This selfish imbécile isn’t even trying to talk you out of what you’re offering.”

She looks from me to her father and the tears fall faster.

See who he is, Rosabelle. Your life is priceless compared to his, don’t waste it on a man like him.

“If you do this, there’s no taking it back. You will be mine...forever.”

The thought of her being mine fills my body with lust. “I know,” she concedes.

She breaks the connection with her father when she looks at me again, and I catch a hint of desire flicker in her gaze before her head droops with the weight of her grief.

“Take her down the hall while we get rid of our other problem.”

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