Desperate Measures (Wicked Villains, #1)

by Katee Robert

A princess locked in a tower is only kept away from the world for one reason: it has nothing to do with her safety and everything to do with her perceived value

If the devil exists, he sounds like a satisfied Jafar, all slow grins and carefully curated words that seemed to have meanings within meanings.

“I did more than touch you. I held you down and shoved my cock into that tight little cunt of yours, and even while you cursed me, you came harder than you’ve ever come before. ” His breath ghosts against the shell of my ear. “I’m going to do it again. And again. And again. You made your choice, Jasmine. Now you have to live with it.”

Jafar wants obedience? He’ll have to earn it. A single bargain does not a lifetime of servitude make.

“You aren’t in control, Jasmine. You want me to come here in a rage and take it out on that tight little pussy of yours while you scream that you hate me and yet pull me closer all the while.” Yes, that’s exactly what I want.

I endangered my ambition because the thought of Ali getting his hands on Jasmine—of what he might do to her—made me lose my fucking mind. She’s mine. She’s been mine since I laid eyes on her.

“Spread your legs wider. If you’re going to give me a show, do it properly.” “You’re so freaking bossy, Jafar. I should start calling you Daddy.”

If I’m not careful, I might forget myself and grow to love this cage he’s built around me.

“It will work because it’s us.” “I truly wish I could believe that.” “You don’t have to believe it, baby girl. I’ll believe enough for both of us.”

“You have a choice right now, gentlemen. You can bend a knee or you can join him.”