When He Takes (Fallen God, #2)

by Gabrielle Sands

“Blake. Listen to me,” my kidnapper says. My captor. Not Rowan Miller, the man I fell for, but Nero De Luca, the man I don’t know.

“You have a choice. You can let me go.” “I can’t. This is the only way I can keep you safe. I’ve already explained that to you.” “You haven’t explained shit. You just said that if I’m your wife, I’ll be protected. I don’t understand what that means, Nero.

There’s no need for threats—Nero’s tone inspires complete obedience. It’s the tone of a man you’d be an idiot to defy. It’s the tone of a killer. And of my new husband.

“Why are you still acting like you care? Your ruse is up. You don’t need to pretend anymore.” He puts the water down, rips open an antiseptic wipe, and gently cleans the wound. “I never pretended to care about you,” he says quietly.