LOGINHe was crazy. I had no other word for him. Troy was certifiably insane and I hated that I was caught in the middle of this insane situation between him and Parys. It wasn’t fair and I didn’t know whether to kill him or my sister. Seriously, how could she run away like this? I was her twin; if she was having problems, or she didn’t want to marry Troy, then she should’ve come to me. She should’ve talked to me about it and I would’ve helped her. If she wanted to run away, then I would’ve made sure she went to a place where Troy would never find her. But she didn’t tell me and now we were both in trouble. If I knew she would pull a stunt like this I would’ve tried to make safety arrangements for myself. I wouldn’t be lying here tied to a fucking bed which was shaped like a sea shell. “You can’t keep me tied up in here forever,” I said as a cramped arched up the length of my arm, causing me to wince in pain. I tried to relax my muscles but my limbs protested by being in the same position
“Where the hell are you taking me?” I asked Troy, glaring at him as he sped through the streets. I’d been trying to demand answers for the past twenty minutes but he had remained stubbornly silent and I hated him so much for it. He had no right to kidnap me just because I refused to give him what he wanted. “Troy, I’m speaking to you! Answer me!” He remained silent as if I hadn’t spoken or he couldn’t hear me, and I’d had enough. If speaking to him wasn’t going to get his attention, then perhaps I needed to do something drastic. I turned to face him, not surprised to see his eyes staring straight at the road. Without caring about the consequences, I raised my hand and began poking his arm. “Troy. Troy. You need to answer me,” I said as I continued poking him. My finger touched nothing but pure, hard muscle and I wondered how long did he spend at the gym. “Stop. Touching. Me.” He enunciated each word. But just like he’d been ignoring me since he threw me in his car, I chose to igno
I mulled over Troy’s words long after he left our house, mainly because they left me terrified to my bones. I kept telling myself that he didn’t mean what he said. That he would never substitute me for my sister in marriage, but my heart refused to agree with me. Parys’ departure had left our parents in a panic. When my Father realized what had happened—mainly through me because I was the one who told him—his face drained of color and he immediately alerted whatever guards he could get his hands on. Considering we owed the Knight family our lives, it was obvious that we weren’t rich. That meant we didn’t have access to the resources that Troy and his family had. But my Dad knew someone in the police and he called him up and told him to find Parys. And then he turned his attention to me. “Make sure to keep calling her. And if you know something, Londyn, you better tell me right now,” he said, his nostrils flaring with barely concealed fury. “This matter is not to be taken lightly. Y
It was a chore to open my eyes the next morning. But the sunlight streaming through the windows made it impossible for sleep to dominate me any longer. With great effort I peeled my eyes open and stretched, my muscles feeling strangely sore. The brain fog took another moment to dissipate and when it did, I bolted upright and turned my head left and right to make sure I was okay, but the reality was far from what I imagined and definitely not what I wanted it to be. For starters I was naked. Like as naked as the day I was born. There was not a shred of clothing on me and I didn’t know why. I wasn’t one of those people who went to sleep naked. I preferred to keep my clothes on, but last night wasn’t the case. My dress lay discarded on the floor in a pathetic heap and my panties were torn in two, lying next to it. I was just starting to wonder the hell happened when I saw the bruises and hickeys covering my body. I flexed my legs and winced at the soreness in my sex. Before I could qu
I picked up my glass which stood regally in front of me and took a gulp of water in a pathetic attempt to alleviate the anxiety which was slowly but surely rising inside of me. I didn’t know why I was feeling this way, but it was surely because of the sexy hunk of a man sitting across from me. Troy Knight wasn’t what one would expect a gentleman to be like. And that was the thing, he wasn’t a gentleman. Far from it in fact. He was the epitome of darkness and killed people for sport. It didn’t help that he was a Mafia don and could destroy me and my entire family with a snap of his fingers. But according to him he wasn’t so cruel as to kill us. No, he was just going to marry my sister and whisk her away to the Underworld, like the fucking Devil he was. I couldn’t even stop this arrangement even if I wanted to. He’d been destined to marry my sister since they were old enough to walk. My parents were stupid enough to get involved with the Mafia and now they had to pay the price. Troy’s







