have nothing to say to him.”
The men took a step towards her and one slung her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing at all. Before she knew what was going on she was carted downstairs in her building and put inside the back of a limousine. She struggled the best she could but they had over powered her easily. They had placed something over her eyes and had gagged her so it saw easier. She waited for the ropes to tie her up but they never came. She beat on the man’s back as hard as she could and he just walked down the hall like she was merely a fly.
Now after they had removed the blind fold and gag she stood looking up at the massive house feeling quite small. A man wearing a dark suit came out to greet her.
“Ms. Wilson please follow me.”
Suddenly feeling like a child who was to be punished she lashed out “What if I say no? I don’t want to be here and you are holding me against my will Mr. whatever your name is.”
The look she got when he turned back around towards her was murderous. The man looked like he could be dangerous. He had dark colored eyes that were almost black and stood to be well over 6 feet and he didn’t have one strand of hair on him except the goatee he had which was dark black.
“Well it’s simple. I will have John here flop you over his shoulder again and cart you into the house for me. And my name is Mick. No mister just Mick.” The smile he gave her didn’t meet his eyes as he turned around and walked towards the house up the stairs. Glancing at John and his smirk she huffed and flung around to follow Mick inside.
She knew where she was and didn’t want to be there or have any part of it. This was her father’s world not hers and she would do what she needed to keep her sister safe. Squaring her shoulders and raising her head up another notch she followed the man in the house with the other two right on her heels. The inside of the home was massive and beautiful. She looked around at the marble floors and dark wood furnishings. There was a large aquarium that was the size of one wall. How did they clean that thing? She was still staring at it when they led her into another room. There was a large desk on one side of the wall and two chairs in front of the desk. She was led to one of the chairs and she watched as the men walked out the door.
As the chair slowly turned towards her she caught her breath at her first glance of Demarion Leonard Delvinci. He was gorgeous in a rugged sense. He had dark hair that laid in an array around his head to lie over the top of his ears. His eyes were the darkest blue she had ever seen. She glanced down and saw his dark tan hands. They looked to be very strong. Not a sissy’s hands that were dainty and smooth manicured. His hands looked like they were working man hands. At the sound of someone clearing their throat she looked up to his eyes. They were remarkably familiar. For some reason he looked like someone she might have known but there was no way. She had grown up on the streets and he apparently had not.
Chapter 2
“M s. Wilson you are a very stubborn young woman. I told you to heed my warning but you refused to listen. I have however come to another arrangement that might suit you better should you agree to it.”
Before he could go any further she blurted out to him. “You know this is illegal right? You can’t just kidnap me. And furthermore I am not scared of you. If you wanted me dead I would be so get on with it and tell me what the hell you want so I can say no and go home.” She was happy with herself for keeping the shakes that were running through her body out of her voice.
She watched as he raised an eyebrow at her. Giving him her best go to hell look he did the last thing she would have imagined. He leaned his head back as his chest erupted from laughter. She sat there staring at him looking dumbfounded. He was
The men took a step towards her and one slung her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing at all. Before she knew what was going on she was carted downstairs in her building and put inside the back of a limousine. She struggled the best she could but they had over powered her easily. They had placed something over her eyes and had gagged her so it saw easier. She waited for the ropes to tie her up but they never came. She beat on the man’s back as hard as she could and he just walked down the hall like she was merely a fly.
Now after they had removed the blind fold and gag she stood looking up at the massive house feeling quite small. A man wearing a dark suit came out to greet her.
“Ms. Wilson please follow me.”
Suddenly feeling like a child who was to be punished she lashed out “What if I say no? I don’t want to be here and you are holding me against my will Mr. whatever your name is.”
The look she got when he turned back around towards her was murderous. The man looked like he could be dangerous. He had dark colored eyes that were almost black and stood to be well over 6 feet and he didn’t have one strand of hair on him except the goatee he had which was dark black.
“Well it’s simple. I will have John here flop you over his shoulder again and cart you into the house for me. And my name is Mick. No mister just Mick.” The smile he gave her didn’t meet his eyes as he turned around and walked towards the house up the stairs. Glancing at John and his smirk she huffed and flung around to follow Mick inside.
She knew where she was and didn’t want to be there or have any part of it. This was her father’s world not hers and she would do what she needed to keep her sister safe. Squaring her shoulders and raising her head up another notch she followed the man in the house with the other two right on her heels. The inside of the home was massive and beautiful. She looked around at the marble floors and dark wood furnishings. There was a large aquarium that was the size of one wall. How did they clean that thing? She was still staring at it when they led her into another room. There was a large desk on one side of the wall and two chairs in front of the desk. She was led to one of the chairs and she watched as the men walked out the door.
As the chair slowly turned towards her she caught her breath at her first glance of Demarion Leonard Delvinci. He was gorgeous in a rugged sense. He had dark hair that laid in an array around his head to lie over the top of his ears. His eyes were the darkest blue she had ever seen. She glanced down and saw his dark tan hands. They looked to be very strong. Not a sissy’s hands that were dainty and smooth manicured. His hands looked like they were working man hands. At the sound of someone clearing their throat she looked up to his eyes. They were remarkably familiar. For some reason he looked like someone she might have known but there was no way. She had grown up on the streets and he apparently had not.
Chapter 2
“M s. Wilson you are a very stubborn young woman. I told you to heed my warning but you refused to listen. I have however come to another arrangement that might suit you better should you agree to it.”
Before he could go any further she blurted out to him. “You know this is illegal right? You can’t just kidnap me. And furthermore I am not scared of you. If you wanted me dead I would be so get on with it and tell me what the hell you want so I can say no and go home.” She was happy with herself for keeping the shakes that were running through her body out of her voice.
She watched as he raised an eyebrow at her. Giving him her best go to hell look he did the last thing she would have imagined. He leaned his head back as his chest erupted from laughter. She sat there staring at him looking dumbfounded. He was
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