Page 96 of Savage Seduction

He sneered when he saw that look on my face. “Think you’re too good for me now you’ve had DeAngelis?” he mocked.

I was glad to see a handcuff around his wrist. It was attached to a long chain that fixed him to the bulky old metal radiator. I stayed near the door, safely out of his reach. Just.

“What are you doing here?” I asked. But I knew. Jacob had been hunting for him and finally found him. Damn it!

“What areyoudoing here is the question,” he retorted, his eyes still narrowed, speculative.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I snapped. “You filthy, murdering bastard. Why the hell are you here? Why aren’t you in a goddamn non-extradition country somewhere?”

Jonathan sneered. “If only it was so easy.”

I wanted him to suffer for killing Dolly. But I was reeling that he was here. Because him being here meant whatever Jacob planned was going to happen soon.

I was confused. Did Jacob really think Marco wanted Jonathan badly enough to hand over his gold bullion for him? For what? Marco had only wanted Jonathan because he was a risk to me, back when Marco had cared if I lived or died.

“Do you know what is going on?” I asked. “Did they tell you anything? Are they going to ransom you and me to Marco?”

He laughed. “You stupid little fool. You think that’s what is going on? You think DeAngelis still wants you?”

I sat down on the ground suddenly, my knees giving way. So there would be no ransom. And my escape plan was shot to hell now he was here with me.

“I hear DeAngelis dumped you,” he mocked. “Is it true you’re pregnant with his baby?” His eyes flashed angrily.

“That’s none of your business,” I said.

His face went white. “You are,” he hissed through gritted teeth. “You really are, you filthy little tart.”

I was sick of men calling me that. As if it was the worst thing in the world to call a woman. As if who I chose to sleep with was any of their business.

“You shut your mouth. You don’t know anything about me.”

“Oh, but I do. I know everything. I knew your mother before your father. Did you know that?”

I gasped. “No, you didn’t.”

“Oh, not in the biblical sense. She always made me think I had a shot, but then she met your father, and that was the end of my chances. The tease. Look at her now, a vegetable.” He sneered.

“You shut up about my mother!”

He laughed. “But then I saw you all grown up, the image of her, and I knew my chance had come again. Your mother gave it up for riches, so why shouldn’t you? And I have millions now. You hear me? Millions.”

I threw him a look of loathing.

“But then you had to go and meet a billionaire,” he raged, laughing bitterly. “You thought you were too good for me. Who was it who offered you a real job so you could get out of that brothel? Me! I would have given you a good life. I would have given you marriage, a family.”

I rose to my feet in sheer shock. What the hell was he talking about?

“You offered me a job because y-you wanted tobuyme? You thought I’d be so grateful that I would marry you?”

“I would have been good to you,” he raged. “Given you everything you needed. But no. Instead, you go and screw some filthy mobster and get yourself knocked up with his filthy bastard.”

“You shut up!” I yelled. “You don’t know anything about Marco. About me. And if you think I would ever have married you, you must be crazy. Dolly was right about you. She warned me you were a creep.”

“That treacherous bitch,” he spat through gritted teeth. “She got what was coming.”

“You’re the creep. You’re the reason my father died in prison all alone. You were supposed to be his friend. How could you do that to him?”

“His friend? He stole my woman away from me. I was never his friend. The stupid fool. He never even loved her or he wouldn’t have been so hot to stick his dick in the first little tart I sent his way, would he?”

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