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Danny DeLuna was Guild royalty. She was totally untouchable… in more ways than one.
may only be twenty-eight, but I’d been an active mercenary for the Guild since I was eight.
Readers were living multiple magical, fantastical lives all within their heads.
It was just so funny, because she was totally rational when she explained that she couldn’t stand the thought of leaving all her book boyfriends behind at night.”
Oof. Yes, I was stalking her a little bit. But she thought I had pretty eyes. I liked that observation way more than I should have.
I’d keep her safe, just like I had for three weeks in Kraków while she healed from being shot.
That made me embarrassingly happy. Oh my god, I was being so ridiculous. Anyone would think Leon was my first crush with how girly I was getting over him. He’d barely even shown me a flicker of interest, and I may as well be doodling Mrs. Danny Marx on my notebooks. Play it cool, Danny. Don’t scare the sexy nerd away.
“Why do I get the feeling that you want me to take whatever I want, Danielle?”
Then, before I could object—as if I would—he dragged the gun lower and pushed the tip of the barrel inside my pussy.
Wow. Was I seriously daydreaming about my crush while playing dead in an unknown prison somewhere? Yes. Yes, I was. Dissociation was a strength I never intended to lose.
Then again, Belle had always been the Princess who resonated most with me… nothing wrong with a little Stockholm syndrome, was there?
Dammit. Dickhead men shouldn’t be allowed to wash women’s hair. It was an unfair advantage.
“Fucking hell, Danielle,” he grunted when I applied the Band-Aids to his hand and peeled open another wipe for his face. “I think I’d rather get patched up by a pissed off porcupine.”
Either I was losing my touch in a big way or I had just been hypnotized by Kai’s ass.
“I’ve taken your freedom and your future,” Kai said softly, “the least I can do is return your watch.”
It was an insanely sweet gesture, even if the bottom line message was still that I was his prisoner for life. Why the fuck did that still turn me on, though?
Kai’s grip on my wrists pressed harder, and his free hand moved back to my throat. I loved it there. His right hand was my new favorite necklace.
A small voice in the back of my mind accused me of protecting Kai by not activating the tracker right there on his island. And it was right.
“How much of it all was real?” he asked softly, swiping a hand over the back of his neck. “How much of that girl I fell for was you?”
between us in search of his cock. It was hard against my butt, not difficult to find, but I sucked a sharp breath when my questing fingers touched metal studded through his tip.
Four metal studs decorated his cock, like the points of a compass nestled in the ridge at the base of his tip. I smoothed my finger over each with fascination, then glanced up to see him staring down at me with a hooded gaze.
“Why?” I asked aloud, reading the request for Danny’s execution a second time over. There was no explanation—there
