Lahat ng Kabanata ng PRISONER'S OF HIS DESIRE : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Moana told me of our prisoner's successful escape, and I was at last able to breathe easily and sleep soundly. Who will knock on the door of my chamber the following morning? Damon. His eyes roamed over my body as I pulled the door open and glared at his face. I can see that he was troubled, and the reason became known to me after. "Baron had gathered large numbers of his fighting Gammas at the northern side of this pack territory. I heard he planned to attack this pack at nightfall.""Baron!" I exclaimed. "Why is he here?""Why? To capture me of course."Damon wasn't on my list of favorites, so I wasn't worried about him being captured. Unfortunately, Baron's presence on moonshine territory is not a threat to Damon alone. My safety is also at risk if he finds out who I am. "I can't rely on Alpha's Gwen's untrained men and need to escape now to gather my Gammas and attack his flank.""What about me, Uncle? You won't leave me here to his mercy, will you?""Don't worry, Bella. I wil

Bella's POV.Bcause the road narrowed dramatically, bounded on both sides by huge rocks and tumbled boulders, stark and bold, we were soon forced to form a single-file column.When the attack came, it was all sudden and more terrifying because Beta Drake and his dozen men couldn't see their enemy, nor could they defend themselves. They were held apart in their long line and then fell one by one when they were struck by the silver bullets shots from behind the rocks. Some of the men were wearing helmets, but it didn't matter, they were rained with bullets that went through their cars and trucks and eventually found their mark on their faces, necks, or stomachs. None of them has a chance against an enemy hidden behind rocks and shooting through a thick veil of white snow. Oddly enough, after the first shock of the attack, I wasn't afraid. I knew deep inside me that I wouldn't die. Not today, not by a bullet shot through my chest. When all the screams died away and the white air was cle

Baron's POV.Edmond put further questions to me and I replied easily and fluently. I have studied this role for the past few days. I couldn't afford to make mistakes because my life hung in the balance, as well as her life. I rather like the name Father Abraham; it had a very Eastern sound to it that pleased the aesthetic part of me. But this wretched lady... Whatever had been wrong with her this afternoon? I would get her out of here soon and I will get her home even sooner. I thought as I shivered and took another bite of the overly salted stewed mutton. Had Edmond abused her? From what I already knew of Edmond, the man, whatever else he was, appeared to understand honor. And she didn't look in the least abused, but she did look bewildered and didn't face me once during the long meal. Maybe she has seen through my disguise. That must be it, but how is that even possible?I must find out the cause of her stupefaction as soon as I can. I spent the evening discussing theological

Betty's POV.I had been having a kind of out-of-the-world experience for some hours now. I paced until my leg was cramped, sat down in my bed, and rubbed my calf until it became red and swollen. I was frustrated, a feeling I detested most. Why won't I? Edmond had shown every intention of forcing himself on me, and he specifically said it tonight. "I will check on you tonight, little princess. You have caught my lustful heart and I need to satisfy my curiosity. Curiosity...damn him!But what can I do? Wait for D'Mathew to appear. I was supposed to wait for him here but he just seemed not to be coming. The chapel bell had sounded eleven times some minutes ago, it will be another day in a few minutes. Edmond will be here any moment to ravish me. Or, I thought, rising quickly, I could try to escape myself. The door may not be locked. Maybe I'd slipped past the guards and through the street.,.. It was ridiculous and I knew it, but I gave it a try. Alas, the door was locked and no amount

 Bella's POV He stood up, staring at me, smacked his upper lip on the lower one, and then rolled his eyes.  " God curse your soul for what you've already done, but don't dare step closer to me again," I yelled but doubted he could hear my yelling. He looks like a man who was denied his portion of his drug for so long and then gave a large portion of it suddenly.  "Goddamned you-."   He suddenly came down on top of me, pinning my trashing leg beneath his weight and trying to bury his lips into mine. I felt his manhood growing bigger and shoving forward, and I closed my eyes against the awful pain I knew would come when his manhood forcefully shoved inside me. But I couldn't remain still for a second and immediately struck his shoulders with my fists, bit his lips when he tried to kiss me, and then scratched and pounded at his muscled arms. All was like pissing in the r