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HER ESCAPE

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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Isabella leads me deeper into the store, past displays of elegant dresses and perfectly styled mannequins, through a doorway marked "Private" in discreet gold lettering.

Beyond it is something else entirely.

"This is the VIP chamber," she announces, gesturing around the space with obvious pride. "You can browse at your leisure and select anything you'd like."

I step inside and my breath catches.

The room is enormous, easily the size of my uncle's entire house. Floor-to-ceilin
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  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   YOU ARE MY MATE

    CHAPTER TWENTY-FOURThe SUV moves through the streets of Beverly Hills in tense silence.I'm pressed against the door, as far from Dante as the confined space allows. My heart is racing. My mind is screaming at me to do something, anything.He sits perfectly still beside me, staring straight ahead. His jaw is clenched so tight I can see the muscle jumping. His hands are fisted on his thighs, knuckles white with tension.The gold in his eyes hasn't faded. If anything, it's getting brighter.His wolf is right at the surface. Barely leashed.I need to get away from him. Need to run before whatever punishment he has planned becomes reality.The car slows.Traffic. We're caught in traffic.Cars packed bumper to bumper. The late afternoon rush in LA.This is it. Now or never.I can't let him take my life from me. Can't let him lock me away forever. Can't become his possession, his pet, his thing to use however he wants.It's either I die trying to escape, or I accept a fate worse than death

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   WHERE ARE YOU GOING, LITTLE ONE

    CHAPTER TWENTY - THREEI take the stairs two at a time, my flats slapping against the concrete. The sound echoes in the enclosed space, but I don't care. I just need to get out. Get away.The door at the bottom opens onto an alley behind the building. Dumpsters. Delivery trucks. The sounds of traffic from the street beyond.I burst through the door into the late afternoon sunlight...And slam directly into someone.The impact sends me stumbling backward. Strong hands catch my arms, steadying me.No. Please, no.I don't want to look up. Don't want to confirm what I already know.Because that scent, expensive cologne mixed with something uniquely him, is unmistakable.I've been breathing it in for the past two days. It's embedded in my memory. In the shirt I wore last night. In every space he's occupied.I know that scent.My eyes travel up slowly. Past the expensive suit. Past the broad chest. Past the strong jaw.To his face.Dante.He's standing in the alley like he was waiting for m

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   HER ESCAPE

    CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOIsabella leads me deeper into the store, past displays of elegant dresses and perfectly styled mannequins, through a doorway marked "Private" in discreet gold lettering.Beyond it is something else entirely."This is the VIP chamber," she announces, gesturing around the space with obvious pride. "You can browse at your leisure and select anything you'd like."I step inside and my breath catches.The room is enormous, easily the size of my uncle's entire house. Floor-to-ceiling mirrors line one wall. The opposite wall features built-in wardrobes displaying clothes organized by color and style. There's a seating area with plush velvet sofas, a full bar, and what looks like a private fitting room off to the side.Everything gleams. Everything is perfect. Everything screams wealth.I walk slowly along the displays, my fingers trailing over fabrics so soft they feel like touching clouds. Silk. Cashmere. Materials I don't even recognize.Then I see the price tags.My han

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   MAKE THEM COUNT

    CHAPTER TWENTY - ONE"The store is in Beverly Hills," Dante says, breaking the silence. "De León Couture. My mother started it forty years ago. It's... exclusive."Exclusive. Of course it is."Your mother," I say slowly. "The flight attendant mentioned her. Said she's sick?"His jaw tightens. It's the first real emotion I've seen from him since we landed."She has early-onset Alzheimer's," he says quietly. "Some days she knows me. Some days she doesn't."There's pain in his voice. Real, genuine pain.I don't know what to say to that. Don't know if I should comfort him or stay silent.I choose silence.We drive through familiar streets. The sight of them makes my chest ache. This is my city. My home. I know these roads, these buildings.I could run right now. Jump out at a red light. Disappear into the crowd.But the child locks are engaged. I already checked.And even if I could get out, how far would I get? His men are in the vehicles ahead and behind us. They'd catch me in seconds.

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   YOU MOAN SO BEAUTIFULLY

    CHAPTER TWENTY"You moan so beautifully, Elena."His voice is dark. Hungry. He's looking at me like he wants to devour every part of me, piece by piece.I bite my lip hard, trying to stop any more sounds from escaping. Trying to regain some shred of control over my treacherous body.His hands move to the waistband of my panties. Fingers hooking into the lace.I don't know why I don't stop him.Why I don't scream or fight or demand he release me from this chair.Why I'm just sitting here, legs spread wide by the restraints, letting him touch me, letting him see how wet I am, letting him...He stops.Suddenly. Completely.His hands withdraw from my panties. His mouth leaves my breast.He steps back, putting distance between us, and looks at me with something that might be satisfaction in his eyes."Well," he says, his voice maddeningly casual, "I do value consent. And since you haven't explicitly consented to this, I won't make another move."What?He reaches for the button on the chair

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   TELL ME YOU DON'T WANT THIS

    CHAPTER NINETEEN This morning, when I finally got dressed, there were only the clothes he'd selected laid out for me. Including underwear. Black lace. Expensive. I'd had no choice but to wear them.And apparently, he's been thinking about that.He stops in front of me again, reaching for the champagne glass.But instead of taking another drink, he sets it carefully on the table."It's time to take my revenge, Elena."The way he says my name, not 'little one,' not any nickname, sends a chill down my spine."You can't do this here, Dante." I glance toward the curtain. "Your men are just a few feet away.""I don't care."His hand moves to the side of the seat I'm sitting in. There's a barely visible button there that I hadn't noticed.He presses it.Something clicks. Whirs.Before I can process what's happening, metal restraints shoot out from the armrests, wrapping around both my wrists and clamping down. More restraints emerge from the base of the seat, wrapping around my ankles.I'm

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