MIRAI watch the stranger's gradually retreating back until it disappears completely into the blackness, trying to grasp the strange turn of events."You heard my nephew. Get this girl ready in his chambers like he said, immediately."I whip my head in Scuderi's direction."What? No! I am not a whore. I do not accept this."He chuckles."It is quite funny that you believe you have a choice in any of this, my darling."Scuderi leans back in his seat while three of his men advance and begin to fiddle with the lock to my chains. Fear begins to hammer a dizzying rhythm in my veins as the hopelessness of my situation dawns on me."Scuderi, stop this, please. Please, stop this."My hands are finally free, but before I am able to put up any form of resistance, one of Scuderi's men grab me roughly by the waist and throws me over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes, just like Vanessa.I struggle wildly against them until Scuderi lifts a finger and the men come to a stop.He walks towards us
MIRAFIVE YEARS LATER"...and in other news, business man and CEO of LACHLAN GROUP OF COMPANIES, Mason Lachlan, has expressed his wish to buy the New York's diamond mine facilities and convert it into a private helipad lounge…""Shut that thing off, Vanessa.""No, no, no! This is the best part. The news man is about to roll a picture of Mason Lachlan."I shake my head."And?"She shoots me a dirty look over her shoulder."He's by far the hottest man in the entire world. I'm sure you know that."I roll my eyes at Vanessa's antics and collapse on the sofa beside her."Why on Earth would a sane human being convert an entire diamond mine into a helipad lounge?" It honestly doesn't make any sense to me.Vanessa's eyes are still glued to the TV. She barely pays me any attention."The kind that is worth a bazillion Dollars, darling. Mason's a billionaire. He can afford it."My eyes flit over the tiny room in search of the remote. If I do not shut that thing off anytime soon, Vanessa might
I stand there frozen stiff, my mind whirling in a billion different directions.I have tried so hard to forget that night, but the stormy gray eyes of a stranger who made my body sing with pleasure for the first time in my life haunts me every single night. I thought I could forget about him. How wrong I was.I might never see my stranger from the dungeon again, but I sure as hell will not forget him. And this man, Mason Lachlan, has a very uncanny resemblance to him.Focus, Mira.My eyes feast on him for a while longer. He's talking to Peteman, or rather, Peteman is talking to him. Mason on the other hand stares down at him, one hand in his pocket, the other around his girlfriend.He looks up sharply and I quickly avert my gaze. I do not want to look like some kinda man pervert.I turn my attention back to the co-worker that needed my attention. A few seconds later, I feel the fine hairs on the back of my neck rise, and a strange tingle runs up my spine. "Oh. My. God. He's looking
MIRAI storm back to the bar, fuming with anger. Who the hell does he think he is?Mason Lachlan does not have the right to hurt me, billionaire or not.I watch as Peteman tries to placate him and his friends. Mason does not even appear to be listening to his garbling. His eyes are firmly fixed on the glass of drink in his hand.A minute or two of fuming later, Peteman joins us with a face like thunder."Before you begin sir, take a look at this."I shove my bruised wrist in his face and he gasps. Yeah, that's right. The skin around my wrist is slightly swollen and blue, courtesy of Mr. Billionaire over there."I know you're hurt, Mira, but I already told you, Mason is one of our biggest clients. You were not supposed to aggravate him."I look at him in shock."I did not aggravate him, sir." I state matter-of-factly. "He doesn't have the right to hurt others simply because he's a rich."Peteman's eyes narrow dangerously and I fall silent."But he does, Mira. Don't you get it? You do n
MASONThe room is pitch dark and completely silent. The only audible sounds are the loud, chopped sounds of her breathing. "Let me go, p-please."Her voice breaks and panic shoots through my veins. I reach up quickly and flip on the overhead lights. The room is sound proof so no one can hear her cries for help from the outside.I spin around and the sight that greets me sends my heart crashing against my chest. She sits folded on the marble floors, her arms wrapped tightly around her legs. I propel in her direction and fall to my knees before her.She is shaking uncontrollably. I place a hand on her shoulder and her eyes snap to mine, wild and probing, yet unseeing.Her shoulders tremble beneath my palm and her eyes are glazed over. For moment, she looks so tiny, so fragile…so hurt, I feel the stirrings of anger in my veins.My fingers clench into fists. Someone hurt her and by God, that someone will pay."Mira? Mira can you hear me?"Her breathing is still irregular and her eyes
MIRAI flee the room, humiliation and anger warring for domination within me. Tears sting my eyes and I blink them away.For a moment, I thought Mason was actually attracted to me. I thought he was showing genuine anger for the person who hurt me. But I was wrong. So wrong.He only wanted to prove that he was right, and I am really a slut. He only wanted my signatures on his stupid contract. And there I was, thinking he actually desired me.I clench my fingers and make a beeline for the doors to the private room. I defied Peteman once again. I broke my end of the deal. I no longer have the protection of the Delegharo club. The black man from my nightmares will be coming for me. I have to be prepared."Going somewhere?"I come to an abrupt halt. Her heels click on the marble floors as she comes into view. "I do not believe we've met." She extends a slender hand."Halloway Stephens. Mason's bestfriend and secretary."I raise a brow and grab her fingers in mine."You both aren't togeth
MIRAI'm exhausted.After successfully shipping off the Blue Jade to a buyer in Sweden, Vanessa and I parted ways. Of course with the promise that I will tell her everything that happened with Mason last night, and in detail.Thankfully, she agreed to keep Anna with her for the rest of the night. Anna might notice my mood and begin asking questions. Crisis averted – for the moment.I get into bed and pull the covers over my head. Just for tonight, I want to have a good night's rest. Tomorrow, all my problems will come barging in, but tonight, I just want to sleep and forget.I shut my eyes and drift off. Icy gray eyes haunt and chase me all the way to the other side.***I jerk awake.I'm not sure what I heard, but I most definitely heard something.The soft light of dawn filters through the tiny room window, casting the small space in a gloomy glow.I'm about to fall back to bed when I notice the open door.Funny, but I'm one hundred percent sure I shut that door a few hours ago. A
MASONI can boldly swear that I have never met a more stubborn woman. What woman would rather go to prison than get paid fifty million dollars? Mira Fernandez.I wasn't lying when I said she intrigues me. I have never seen anyone like her. If she slips through my fingers now, I might never meet someone like her ever again.She's a beautiful mystery. One I intend to unravel layer by mysterious layer.She refused me. She lied to me. Now I find out she's a thief as well?I want this little Italian firecracker. I want her very much. And I will have her.My name is Mason Lachlan, and I always get what I want.***MIRAFear. That is the foremost of all emotions roiling through me at the moment. Anger comes a close second.I snatch the black card from the table and give it a quick glance. Hollywood Boulevard. Typical.I run into the bathroom, hastily carrying out my morning routine. I need a plan, and I need one, quick.***Thirty minutes later, I'm ready to go. My heart is racing, I'm pan