Page 23 of Captive Vows
He raised both brows in a silent challenge.
“I won’t!” I clamped my lips shut and fought back the urge to punch him.
“Just as I will not accept your attitude or your eagerness to break my guard’s nose.”
I opened and closed my mouth, settling on grinding my teeth. “He deserved it. Idon’tdeserve this. Please. Get a hold of my dad. He’ll set this straight. I don’t know anything about what he does or doesn’t do. I don’t know anything about any of you. I’m innocent. So just figure out your issues with him.”
“Innocent?”
I narrowed my eyes once more. The way he asked that chilled me.Innocent as in untouched? Is that why Dad was asking if I was still a virgin?
The possibility that this wasn’t some random mistake quickened my pulse so suddenly that I feared I’d pass out.
Please. No. God, no. He couldn’t have…
I forced another hard swallow down my dry throat. I’d never been so scared before in my life. “Miguel Lopez.”
He nodded once. “I’m familiar with your father.”
“Then set this straight with him. I shouldn’t be here. Deal with him. Not me.”
“I have dealt with him.” He drew in a deep breath, making his chest rise high again. “And this—you—are the deal.”
“What?” I scowled, terrified but masking it to stay strong. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Miguel gave you to me.”
“I’m not athingto be given!”
“No.” He dragged his gaze lower. “You most certainly are not. Not when you insist on fighting the truth.”
“The truth?” I gritted my teeth, fighting back the urge to hit him and to cry. “The truth is that you’ve kidnapped me!”
“Your father gave you to me.” Looking down his nose at me, he paused with his cruel honesty.
“Hesoldme to you?” I refused to believe it. I couldn’t. Yet, he had been so deliberate with asking if I was still a virgin.
“He gave you to me. As a payment for a debt.”
Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.Bile rose up my throat at this news. That my own parent would give me to this Mafia monster and think it was perfectly fine. That…
Oh, fuck.
No.
Oh, fuck no.
I shook my head again, furiously. “No. Fuck that shit. No. You hear me,Boss? You’re not—” I staggered back a step. “You’re not gettinganythingfrom me.”
He laughed lightly at first. Then as he shook his head again, a wicked smile transformed his face. He was mocking me.Laughingat me and pissing me off like no one had ever done before.
“You hear me?” I shouted. Only the fear of knowing he was in charge kept me from hitting him as he turned to stride out of the room.
“Hey! Do you understand? You’re not getting anything from me!”
Not my virginity. Not my submission. Nothing. I vowed to never stop fighting.
Stopping at the door, he turned to give me one last hard look. “But you do belong here, as a payment for your father’s debt. Like it or not, youaremine.” With those last words, he exited and shut the door quietly before the telltale click of the locks fell into place.
