Her eyes flicker around the room, almost as if she expects the man himself to appear and I stand and love the fear darken her eyes as I prowl toward her. As I grasp her hair in my fist, I lean down and growl, “Where is he?”
“What are you talking about?”
She fires back and the hate sparkling in her eyes gives me an instant hard-on.
As I twist her hair tighter, I relish the tears that spring to her eyes and I growl, “Then you had better remember, and fast.”
Pulling sharply down, I take a moment to enjoy her fear and then she surprises me by saying through gritted teeth, “Let me go, you fucking deranged bastard. You’ve got the wrong person.”
I stare deep into her eyes and hiss. “Then you leave me no choice.”
Before she can even take a breath to answer me, I press two fingers hard against her neck and as she slumps in my arms, I take a moment to enjoy the high that always gives me. To control another person’s body against their will seriously turns me on and as I glance down at the beautiful lady in my arms, dressed in nothing but startled surprise, I am very much looking forward to interrogating this mafia princess because I am in no doubt at all that Delores Brown’s real name is Eliza Ortega and knowing that family, this will be an extremely interesting battle ahead.