Page 136 of Taken Princess

You think you own me.

That remains to be seen.

I love your eyes, body, and I want you.

You’re just so… clean.

I shake my head and I smile.

“Might as well do one more,” I whisper.

Hey… Archer…

Take that knife.

Shove it up your ass.

You don’t control my life.

Tell me who my family is without killing me, so I can figure everything out that’s happening around me, so I have a chance to make an actual fucking decision before I literally go fucking insane!

I stop playing.

The bedroom door opens.

Cullen is there.

“Guitar looks good on you, love,” he says.

“I feel like swinging this guitar like a baseball bat at you,” I confess.

“That’s okay.”

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” I ask.

“Jaci.”

I stand up and hold the guitar by its neck.

“Don’t think you can threaten me,” Cullen says.

His face is suddenly mean.

Scary.

I freeze in place.

“Can I get you a drink?” Cullen asks.

“No,” I say.

“What can I get you?”

“Doesn’t matter what I say right now.”

“You’re not a victim here, Jaci. You’re not powerless.”

“Yet I have no power,” I say.

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