"Where is she?" Reyes demanded, snapping at Alejandro as he strode down the stairs toward the front doors of the mansion. He knew she wasn't inside since he had his entire staff searching for her and no one had found her.Fuck, he hadn't taken his eyes off her for two solid weeks and once, just once he'd allowed her a moment alone. She'd asked him if she could go take a nap by herself while he attended to business and she up and fucking disappeared. He knew his obsession with her was bordering on insanity, that she needed a little breathing room, but he couldn't seem to help it. It wasn't that he didn't trust her, though he was about to revise that opinion. No, he just couldn't seem to leave her alone. Didn't want to keep his hands or his eyes to himself. Now that she was in his keeping he wanted his queen in his bed, in his presence and by his side with a fervency that surprised even him. He'd always been extremely solitary, preferring his own company. But now he wanted Casey with hi
Reyes blinked, finally releasing his head of security from the death glare he'd been giving him and turned his head to look at the psychotic blond he'd pledged his life to. A bad teacher? She could not possibly have just said that. "What the fuck, Casey?" he growled.Alejandro took a step back and swallowed what sounded like a choking cough. If he wasn't careful he was going on Reyes' kill list too. Fuck, he was going to have to replace his entire, very talented team of men just for touching and looking at what belonged to him.Casey ran her fingertips up and down the arm that was still tensed and extended in case he still needed to put a bullet in Nicolas. She licked her lips, ensuring his eyes continued to stay on her beautiful face. "It's just that you refuse to actually do anything that might scare me, Reyes, and we both know you pull your punches when you try to teach me. And," she glanced over her shoulder at the two men that were now pretending to do anything but listen to the
Casey watched in silence as Reyes raged in front of her like a lion in a cage. She felt every one of his thoughts as though he shouted them at her. She knew them because they were things she'd said to herself in moments of terrible self-pity. She couldn't blame him. He'd wanted more from her, but found out the worst. So, she waited patiently for him to sort through his feelings. If there was one thing she'd learned about her abductor over the past few weeks, it was that he wasn't used to the types of emotions she was engendering in him and he needed time to process.Also, he preferred to have her close by while he dealt with those feelings."Fucking hell, Casey!" he snarled. She flinched when he slammed his fist into the wall, making the entire wooden structure shudder under the impact. Okay, time to bring the beast back under control. That was another thing she'd learned about him. While she seemed to be the cause of a wide variety of emotions in him, she also had the ability to l
"You will," he snarled in her face. He took her by the shoulders and gave her a quick shake until her eyes snapped open. "Tell me why the fuck not? You plan on taking your own life to escape me, is that it?" His voice escalated as this thought occurred to him. "Because that will never happen, Casey, nunca. I will make you my prisoner, wrap you in chains for the rest of your life if that's what it takes to keep you safe." His voice became a vicious snarl and his fingers bit into her shoulders by the time he finished.Casey placed her hands on his chest, splaying her fingers and ran her hands up and down from his pectoral muscles to his stomach soothingly until she saw his eyes droop in response. "No, Reyes, no baby," she breathed, stepping in close to him. "It's not like that at all. I love it here and I love being with you. This is the best time I've ever had in my life. Please, you have to believe me.""Then why?" he demanded from between gritted teeth, "won't you make this vow to m
"Fix her or die," Reyes shouted, pacing their bedroom liked a caged lion. Seeing Casey flinch made him immediately regret raising his voice, so he settled for glaring death at the doctor he'd flown in from Las Pas the moment she started showing symptoms of a migraine. Casey lay curled on the bed like a broken doll where he had placed her after she'd finished her last bout of violent sickness. She'd tried to turn away from him, push his hands from her body and beg him to leave, but he refused. He would not allow her to sink into this darkness alone. How she'd survived so many years in the hell of her own head he could not possibly imagine. This was the most gut-wrenching pain he'd ever seen another human being go through, and he'd inflicted a lot of pain on others in his lifetime. Hell, if he could somehow bottle migraines and use them for torture he suspected they would be more effective than most methods.The doctor, a thin man in his late thirties or early forties who specialized
Despite the rocky start to their relationship, Casey grew progressively closer to her new doctor, Miguel Garrido, over the following days. She learned far more about neurology and her condition in just a few conversations than she had in almost a decade of unbearable headaches. At first Reyes had hovered over their meetings, relentlessly watching over Casey, pacing and demanding more answers than Dr. Garrido could give.Finally, Casey turned to her lover with irritation while they were eating breakfast and snapped, "You need to leave us alone, Reyes. He can't work when he's under constant threat of death and I'm sick of your never-ending mothering."The look Reyes settled on her promised retribution for her emasculating comment, though his dark eyes caressed her features with amusement and he raised a thick eyebrow. He bent over her chair from behind as she chewed on a piece of melon and bit her ear. He held her still with a hand on her neck when she tried to flinch away from his tee
"You think to play games with me, cari?o?" he growled. He pulled her fingers up to his lips and sucked them into his mouth, licking the juices from her before releasing her wrist. Then he reached between them and tore her underwear away. She cried out as stinging heat slashed across her thigh where the fabric futilely resisted his strength. "You will take your orgasms from me only if you want to play naughty games."He unbuckled and unzipped his pants. She felt him shift and tried to see, but he still had her pinned to the table by her throat. He shoved his cock past the barrier of his underwear, yanked her closer to the edge of the table until her thighs were forced wide against his hips. She squirmed against him. She was dripping wet for him and they'd engaged in non-stop sex for almost four weeks, but when he was like this his entry was always rough. She knew she would be sore after.Casey cried out as he slammed full length into her, arching her chest upward as much as she could
Casey wasn't happy. And when Casey wasn't happy, Reyes wasn't happy. She was sitting in a private room at the Brazilian clinic with her lover pacing close by and his men standing off to the side, watching over their charges. All these big men in the small room absolutely dwarfed the space, until Reyes finally growled at two of them to take a walk, leaving only Reyes, Alejandro and Casey behind.Casey gripped the edge of the uncomfortable plastic chair until her knuckles were white. She rocked back and forth, back and forth. Her ankles were crossed and tucked under the chair. She wondered why a clinic as expensive as this place didn't invest in better chairs. Maybe they didn't know. Maybe someone should tell them. Maybe they had a comment box. Maybe they spent too much money on their high-end lab equipment and couldn't afford decent chairs. Perhaps she would get Reyes to donate better chairs once they flew back to La Paz and she was safely away from this place. Unless she actually did