CHAPTER 16 – RELUCTANT ESCAPE

LONDON

I stand over the bed, staring down at Luca's unmoving body. The first thought that crosses my mind is, "I hope he's not dead."

My heart beats an almost painful rhythm against my breast . When the handsome devil began asking questions, I knew I had to get out of here. I've known him long enough to realise he's a brute. He never stops until he gets what he wants – and he doesn't ask nicely. He uses his sinfully wicked fingers and tongue on my body until I'm screaming whatever he wants from the rooftops like a fucking banshee.

I saw the syringe filled with brown liquid on the bedside locker after I had extricated myself from the throes of a very mind numbing orgasm. I did not know what it was or if it would put him down – the man looks downright invincible, but I was desperate, and out of options. My gaze finds his motionless body again. I sure as hell did not expect it to work this quickly. What is in this thing anyways? Whatever it is, I hope it doesn't kill…or have any adverse