Angel Seduced by Jaime Rush Page A

the man who had her all twisted up was strong, much stronger than anything he’d ever encountered.
    This has to work. I need her.
    He increased the power of his magick and felt something within her start to vibrate. He sent more power, willing it to break the attachment. It began to shake apart.
    Suddenly she gasped and stumbled back. Her gray eyes were wide.
    No, no, no! But he kept his expression placid, concerned. “Was it too much? I had to use a lot of power to break your attachment to this man.”
    She nodded quickly, running her fingers through her hair. “Yes, that’s what it was. Maybe…maybe I’m not ready to let him go yet.”
    Rage burned through him, but he maintained his cool. “That’s unfortunate. I don’t think my lover has much time left.” As he spoke, he tried to figure some way around the annoying requirement to get her permission before he could Leap her away. “Perhaps you could come to my home and try anyway?” He hated begging. He wanted to just grab her, take her to his car. He could hardly do that without causing a stir. He started to use the Thrall, but she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
    â€œI’ll see if that was enough to restore it.” After a few moments, she shook her head. “We didn’t go far enough.”
    â€œWe could try again.” He held out his hands, using the Thrall again. “That man has done terrible things to you. If you get rid of your connection to him, you’ll feel so much better.”
    Even though Kye was looking right into his eyes, her pupils weren’t dilating. The Thrall wasn’t working.
    â€œI just need to talk to him one last time. Say goodbye, clear the air. Give me your number and I’ll call you back tomorrow. I promise.”
    Her intent was true, that much he could tell. Damn, he wanted to shake her. But he couldn’t do anything that might make her wary of him. “I understand what you’re feeling,” he said instead. “I suffered this kind of heartbreak when my wife ordered me to move out many years ago. And I felt the same longing you do as I tried to change her mind. Ultimately, I failed to win her back and held on to my attachment to her for longer than I should have. I beg of you, don’t make the same mistake.”
    She nodded, giving him a soft smile. “It’s kind of you to think of me when you have your own pain.”
    Patience. He’d suffered through enough of that virtue in the last few years. He could wait a few more hours. He recited the number of a throwaway cell phone he’d procured for this appointment. “Please, call me soon. I can’t stand to see her suffer anymore.”
    Compassion filled Kye’s eyes. “I will.”
    She was clearly distracted as she gathered her purse and escorted him out of the office. He would follow her, and find out where she lived. If it came down to it, he would kidnap her. It wasn’t an ideal plan. Possible witnesses. Injury to her or the staff he would send to do the deed.
    She walked down the hall and disappeared from sight. He went out to his car and waited for her. Ten, fifteen minutes passed. He drove around to the back side of the two-story building’s lot, where he saw the employee parking area—and another exit. She was gone.
    He could use his contacts to find out where she lived, no doubt. But he would give her a day, all he had to spare. He would rather have her come willingly…at least until she learned the real reason he needed her.
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    A pounding sound stirred Kasabian from the dark pit in which he’d fallen. Kye . His first thought as he became aware of his physical self again. He used the wall to brace himself as he got to his feet. The pounding continued. Someone at the door.
    He jerked the door open and found Kye, dressed all demure and professional. And pissed as hell.
    She burst in, full of glorious fury, alive. And none