Detained (Beneath the Mask, #4)

by Luna Mason

He might be dangerous, brutal, and the most powerful man in the city. I’m not frightened of him. I am scared of the man behind this door. Frankie doesn’t hide the monster he is, but my dad does. That’s worse.

“What can I do for you, Zara?” I shuffle in my seat, mustering the courage. “You are a piece of shit, Dad.”

lol you dressed nice to NOT piss him off, then you cold open with that?!

Furious at me. I freeze when I see the dark purple bruise under her right eye. The pure desire that flowed through me quickly morphs to rage. “Who. The. Fuck. Did. This. To. You?”

there it is. every dark romance girlie's favorite line. *swoon*

For years, I’ve had to hide them. That’s why I always avoided putting them on my neck and hands. These are for me more than anyone else, something I could have control over.

I bury my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent, before softly nipping at her. “You girls can go now. You won’t be required. Ever.” Her voice carries loud enough to be heard over the pulsing of the music. I nibble on the lobe of her ear. “You’re going to enjoy the reward you’ve just earned yourself, baby.” As she pulls my hair, her intense gaze locks onto mine, the fire in her eyes searing into my soul. “Touch another woman, I will cut your dick off and make you eat it. Do I make myself clear, sir?” Having done that to a man, very recently, I can confirm, I want to keep my manhood very much connected to my body. “You wouldn’t. You enjoy it far too much.”

“Why did you kill your brother?” Her new line of question brings a knowing smirk to my lips. “Because he deserved it.” Her red lips pucker as she mulls over my answer. “He’s your blood, your family?” “Blood and family are not the same thing, angel.”