LOGINMy heart stopped beating.She had meant every word she said.She hated me.She would rather be dead than have to stay with me.There would be no second chance, no reconciliation and then, as if things hadn't gone bad enough, the TV programme suddenly halted, and the Presenter announced they would be going over to CNN for an important news flash. 'Good evening, everyone. We have just received this news report from our colleague on the ground in Texas. Over to you, Archie Beaumont.'The screen cut to the docks where the figure of Maxime Jameson stood before the world's press, his face covered in bruises, and a small trickle of blood appeared on his split lip. He was dishevelled and wet from the soft drizzle coming in from the sea; it did not distract from his stunning good looks. He looked like he had just stepped off a James Bond movie. Around him, armed guards in American Military uniforms stood like sentinels, their eyes constantly surveying the area.'Hi, I am Maxime Jameson, Colon
I lay perfectly still, watching as he strode out of the door and then listening until the sound of his boots had disappeared. He had come perilously close to raping me, and I lay rigid with fear for a very long time after he left. My mind refused to process that the man I had loved so desperately and who professed to love me so deeply now had lost control to the point that he wanted to rape me. The tears came unbidden, rolling down my cheeks unchecked as my body began to shake with the shock of it. I lay there sobbing quietly for the next few minutes, and then I let that shock turn to anger.I knew Maxime would have contacted the authorities, and they would be coming to rescue me very soon. It was time to teach Killian O'Hara a lesson he would never forget. Getting up off the bed, I assessed the chain he had placed around my waist to prevent me from escaping. It was long enough to reach the ensuite whenever I needed to use it, so it was not hard for me to set up an illusion that would
'... and the attitude.I warned her as I stripped out of my suit and shirt and into my low-slung, well-worn Levi's; she ignored me, sliding to the other side of the bed and standing up, keeping the bed between us.'You are not going to get away with this, Killian. I am not the innocent girl you kidnapped the first time. I will never submit to your demands, and if you try to touch me, I will scream rape so loud every MC member will hear what you are doing to me.'He smiled, that devastatingly pantie-dropping smile.'Oh baby, you will be screaming very soon, but it won't be rape. You will be begging me to fuck you hard with my cock pounding into your tight little pussy. Or perhaps it will be that tighter virgin ass. You don't want that, do you? It will hurt you when I thrust my huge cock into that tight little space, but you will take it. By the end of this night, I will reclaim every one of your fucking holes, little wife, and you will spread your legs wide and beg me to do it willingl
'Try not to antagonise him too much, little tigressHe had whispered as we followed Killian out of the ballroom. I knew the 'Pres' would try to get me back, but what happened next made my blood boil. Killian held my wrist in a grip of iron; I tried to free myself, tugging away from him.'Let me go, you animal.'All he did was chuckle as he quickly thrust me into the blacked-out SUV, not before I saw his men knock out Maxime with some kind of drug on a cloth. I had no time to ponder it as Killian tugged me onto his lap and signalled for the driver to get moving. Instantly, I struggled to push myself into the seat beside him, and he chuckled again.'You are not going to get away from me ever again, little wife.'His voice was low and full of threat.'If I have to fuck you senseless, then I will. If I have to put you across my knee, then I will. If you need more severe punishment, then I will make sure you get it. You will submit to me, Tavisha; you will learn to obey my every command. I
'Oh dear, Killian O'Hara. First rule of war: Know your enemy, and the arrogant fool had no idea who I was.'He did not know I was the Colonel-in-Chief of the most Elite Squad of Men, so special they were all classified and on a need-to-know basis. Not even POTUS knew of our existence, and that meant we could go anywhere without any interference from politicians; we moved through war zones like a silent, deadly cloud, eliminating everything and everyone who stood between us and our goal. Unfortunately, that occasionally included women and children; we did our best to keep that casualty list to a minimum. Sadly, some of these women were so indoctrinated that they used their children as shields, believing the nonsense spouted by their Religious Leaders implicitly. They hid IEDs in their clothing, using them as living bombs in the hope of killing some of us. We tried so hard to persuade them not to do this; we hated having to collect the remains ofthese smallchildren so they could be buri
There was no way I was letting that Russian bastard get his hands on my wife. The fact that fucking Air Force boy wonder was part of the deal had no bearing on what I had planned. My men would keep him occupied while I took my wife to my bedroom and stripped her naked. The room was already prepared; I had fixed a silver chain to my bed, and it was long enough to reach the bathroom but nothing else. She would hate me for it, fight me every time I fucked her, but that was the whole point: sex between us was explosive when she got angry. The bidding increased as Yuri refused to back down; it appeared he was just as desperate to get his hands on my wife as I was. We were up to $250.000, when I chose to end the battle.'$500.000.'I lifted my paddle and saw the look of disbelief in Yuri's eyes; there was no way he had that kind of money stashed here in Texas. I had no doubt he could have raised it, given time, but this was an auction, and I had just won my prize.I locked eyes with my er
'What the fuck?'I gasped in shock.'How the hell did he move so fast?' One minute, he was behind me as I gunned the bike for the gap I had seen. The next thing I knew, he was beside me, plucking me off the bike as if I were a bothersome child. I knew there was no point in fighting him; I had not
'What the fuck?'I am dragged from my lethargic state and shaken like a dog, then I am tossed onto the bed like a rag doll. 'Who the hell does this neanderthal think he is?'I react instinctively, slapping his face hard, but it makes no difference; he does not even blink, sneering at me, he tells
I find myself glued to the CCTV monitors in her room.She had been sleeping for hours, and I was beginning to worry that my men had given her too much of the sedation when she finally began to move. I can't help myself as I watch her come around and stagger to the bathroom, and I'm glad I can't he
'Ok, what do we know?'I ask my men as they sit around our meeting table.Rory opens his laptop and shows the Bratva Principessa walking into the Houston Animal Centre wearing tight jeans and a backpack. She looks very young, with her stunning blonde hair tied up in a high ponytail and no make-up.







