Owned (Blood Ties, #4)

by A.K. Rose

“I might be many things, Vivienne. But I’m never like that. You are…” Mine… That unspoken word roared between us as the waiter neared and placed a plate down in front of me. That’s what he wanted to say, wasn’t it? That I belonged to him. Three million dollars, remember? Heat burned in my cheeks again as the waiter straightened. “Pan-seared sea scallops in brine butter sauce,” he announced softly.

I BREEZED OVER EVERYTHING BUT THE DIALOGUE AND THOUGHT HE CALLED HER PAN-SEARED SEA SCALLOPS HELLLPPP

“I’d rather put something else in you.” He turned to me. “How about that?” I froze as fear punched through me. “What?”

Snickers

“Fuck me, you are annihilating.”

Hot fucking compliment. 10/10.

“Ges for yeen…I mean, yes for green.”

Mecore

He unleashed a savage snarl. “Fuck!” Thrust. “Those.” Thrust. “Files.” Thrust. “Were.” Thrust. “In…alphabetical order.”

Giggles

“Looks like it’s just us, wildcat. But I swear to God, I’m not carrying your damn bags.” “I will.” Colt gave me a wink. His brother shot him a glare and took in the black turtleneck and jeans. “I don’t even know who you are anymore.”