out."
She mumbled but didn't move. He grabbed the phone and barked,
"What?"
"Sir, I have more news."
"Hold on." Damon rolled over. Inches from the woman's face, he
shouted, "Get the fuck out of my bed!"
Sleep disappeared from her face as her eyes went wide with fear. She
slipped from the bed and slunk out of the room. Stupid bitch . He'd get rid of
her tomorrow.
He put the phone back to his ear. "Talk."
"It's her. She fits the description perfectly."
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"Tell me about her."
"As I told you, she goes by the name Jamie Kendrick. The photograph
you gave us from her high school portrait is almost identical. No one really
seems to know much about her or where she came from."
"You've talked to people who know her?"
"Just in passing. Not enough to cause suspicion."
"I would be quite upset if she found out and disappeared again."
There was a long pause and then the man said, "Yes sir. I realize that."
"Has she seen you at all?"
"No."
"Does she have any friends?"
"Not that we've seen."
Good; perhaps she had learned her lesson. However, he was tired of
waiting. He'd given her time and she had gone off and made a new life for
herself. A life without him? Totally unacceptable. It was time for her to
come home. Time for her to become what she was meant to be. His .
"Bring her here."
Damon hung up the phone. Anticipation stirred in his body. He
wouldn't force her this time...not at first. He would woo her, as he had when
they first started dating. She would get to know him again. See how much he
still loved her. He had fallen in love with her when she was sixteen and had
never stopped. She had been young, fresh, innocent. So malleable. And then
she'd started listening to her parents. That had been her mistake.
Their relationship had never been as peaceful as he had hoped it
would be. Time and again she had defied him. She thought he enjoyed
punishing her. Had even screamed that terrible accusation at him. Those
words had hurt and infuriated him. Enjoy causing her pain? He'd almost
cried that day. How could she accuse him of that? Everything he had done,
he had done for her so they could be together. And had she ever appreciated
it? Not once had she thanked him. Not once had she told him she
understood. Instead she had tried to escape in the most heinous way
possible. And when that hadn't worked, she had done something even worse.
She had betrayed him.
The more he thought about her constant betrayals, the angrier he
became. He had to stop thinking about them. Reliving the past would get
him nowhere. Once she was home, everything would be forgotten. They
would start all over again.
She would accept her new life and everything he wanted to give her.
He would forgive her and she would be his again. And if she said no again?
Then there would be the need for more lessons...perhaps harsher ones. This
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time it would take; this time it would be permanent.
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Seven
London
She stood on the other side of the street, across from the gate to his
estate. She told herself she was crazy for being here. Just because they'd
talked for hours one night and shared that one amazing kiss didn't mean
there should be anything more than that. She was now officially an LCR
operative. Any other time Noah had asked for her help, she'd had the option
of turning him down...not that she ever had. But as a full-fledged operative,
she was on call 24/7.
Most likely Lucas had wanted her to know his address as a courtesy.
She'd rescued him from Victor; he felt that he owed her. The kiss? Well,
admittedly it had been wonderful, and yes, she'd felt his arousal, but reading
more into it than that could only create problems. Besides, she'd thrown
herself into his arms. What was he supposed to do? Lucas was a normal man
with a healthy sexual appetite. He wouldn't want a woman who was neither
normal nor healthy when it came to sex. Damon had made sure she was
She mumbled but didn't move. He grabbed the phone and barked,
"What?"
"Sir, I have more news."
"Hold on." Damon rolled over. Inches from the woman's face, he
shouted, "Get the fuck out of my bed!"
Sleep disappeared from her face as her eyes went wide with fear. She
slipped from the bed and slunk out of the room. Stupid bitch . He'd get rid of
her tomorrow.
He put the phone back to his ear. "Talk."
"It's her. She fits the description perfectly."
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"Tell me about her."
"As I told you, she goes by the name Jamie Kendrick. The photograph
you gave us from her high school portrait is almost identical. No one really
seems to know much about her or where she came from."
"You've talked to people who know her?"
"Just in passing. Not enough to cause suspicion."
"I would be quite upset if she found out and disappeared again."
There was a long pause and then the man said, "Yes sir. I realize that."
"Has she seen you at all?"
"No."
"Does she have any friends?"
"Not that we've seen."
Good; perhaps she had learned her lesson. However, he was tired of
waiting. He'd given her time and she had gone off and made a new life for
herself. A life without him? Totally unacceptable. It was time for her to
come home. Time for her to become what she was meant to be. His .
"Bring her here."
Damon hung up the phone. Anticipation stirred in his body. He
wouldn't force her this time...not at first. He would woo her, as he had when
they first started dating. She would get to know him again. See how much he
still loved her. He had fallen in love with her when she was sixteen and had
never stopped. She had been young, fresh, innocent. So malleable. And then
she'd started listening to her parents. That had been her mistake.
Their relationship had never been as peaceful as he had hoped it
would be. Time and again she had defied him. She thought he enjoyed
punishing her. Had even screamed that terrible accusation at him. Those
words had hurt and infuriated him. Enjoy causing her pain? He'd almost
cried that day. How could she accuse him of that? Everything he had done,
he had done for her so they could be together. And had she ever appreciated
it? Not once had she thanked him. Not once had she told him she
understood. Instead she had tried to escape in the most heinous way
possible. And when that hadn't worked, she had done something even worse.
She had betrayed him.
The more he thought about her constant betrayals, the angrier he
became. He had to stop thinking about them. Reliving the past would get
him nowhere. Once she was home, everything would be forgotten. They
would start all over again.
She would accept her new life and everything he wanted to give her.
He would forgive her and she would be his again. And if she said no again?
Then there would be the need for more lessons...perhaps harsher ones. This
68
Christy Reece
time it would take; this time it would be permanent.
69
Christy Reece
Seven
London
She stood on the other side of the street, across from the gate to his
estate. She told herself she was crazy for being here. Just because they'd
talked for hours one night and shared that one amazing kiss didn't mean
there should be anything more than that. She was now officially an LCR
operative. Any other time Noah had asked for her help, she'd had the option
of turning him down...not that she ever had. But as a full-fledged operative,
she was on call 24/7.
Most likely Lucas had wanted her to know his address as a courtesy.
She'd rescued him from Victor; he felt that he owed her. The kiss? Well,
admittedly it had been wonderful, and yes, she'd felt his arousal, but reading
more into it than that could only create problems. Besides, she'd thrown
herself into his arms. What was he supposed to do? Lucas was a normal man
with a healthy sexual appetite. He wouldn't want a woman who was neither
normal nor healthy when it came to sex. Damon had made sure she was
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