All Chapters of PRISONER'S OF HIS DESIRE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Bella's POV. We drove for only about an hour in total silence, even though I desired a chat with him, his monosyllabic response to my question made me give up. He was ignoring me. Did I say something wrong? Was it because I tried to make him tell me about himself, which he laughed off? I peered through the car window, fascinated by the green serenity and the slowly moving trees. Since the car was old, we were traveling at a snail's pace. Why on earth did he pick this damn old car in the first place? Edmond had a fleet of cars, so why go for this? Even if he has poor knowledge about cars, the rusted body of this car should have been enough warning to him. I doubt this condemned iron is capable of carrying us down to Greenwich territory. Cars were only brought to our part of the world just recently, and as expected, only the rich could afford them. Alpha Edmond was among those who could avoid it in abundance, and saliva had drooled out of my mouth the first time I stepped into his ga

Baron's POV. I pulled both my gun and my dagger out of the belt as I ran headlong toward the pine thicket. Midway, I heard a soft gurgling sound and felt a chill in my throat. Is that Bella? Had someone murdered her? My heart beat irregularly and I can see the hair on my body standing. Suddenly, I slowed down my stride when I heard the low-pitched voices of two men. They had already captured Bella, and they were speaking quietly, but I could still hear their words. "...to Abaddon, quickly!" "But the man, what should we do with him?" "We will be gone before he misses her. Leave him. Go. Go quietly now." I slipped between the pines until I reached a small clearing where a narrow stream sliced through the sodden grass. One among the men, tall and built like a mountain lion, had Bella slung over his shoulder. The other man, short and ragged as ponies was following close behind and glancing furtively over his shoulder every few seconds. The rain came unexpectedly, slow drizzling r

Bella'sPov. "A fine man he is. Oh, fine indeed, all clean and bone and muscle. No fat on this fine he-wolf. Aye, and look at that rod of his! It must make you as happy as a turtledove," Angela said in her usual high-pitched voice. And I could see admiration growing on her face. "Aren't you so lucky, dear?“ I was speechless and only gawked at D'Mathew if that was his name. I look at his rod that lay against the thick blonde hair on his groin. It was the same rod I had forced down my honeypot, except for having the wrong color of hair. On closer look, I discovered some blonde hair underneath his black hair. His hair was blonde, he had merely dyed it black. Angela quickly covered him up with some blankets. "He is very hot," she said, her palm stroking his face. She mistook the horror on my face for D'Mathew's safety, and this made her say, "Don't worry, dear. He will be well again, and like most men, he'll likely growl and complain until you feel like smashing his head with a bucket

Bella's POV D'Mathew and the leech were talking, so I felt free to look at him. Angela was right, he was a handsome young man if he could get rid of that evil smile. I then felt a surge of relief to see that his health had improved rapidly. They talked for a while, and the old man patted him on his shoulder, turned, and walked towards me. Despite my supposed husband's foul mood, I smiled as he said. "Your husband does well. He told me he would leave tonight, and I told him that if he did, he would leave you to the tender mercy of lawless rouges. He is now considering things." He paused, giving me a significant look and spreading his arms towards me, "Since I have done my job, will you kindly pay me?" "Yes, please come with me," I pulled the man away from D'Mathew's presence and asked, "Do you think he will listen to you?" "Don't worry, lass. He's not a stupid man." I counted half of D'Mathew's savings out and gave it to the leech, and he, in response, gave me a small salute and

Bella's POV. It was raining again, a cold fine spray that poured in torrents from the sky. I looked up at the angry gray sky and just shook my head at the endless misery of life. To save D'Mathew, I have to give myself up. It was a long moment of silent deliberation as I drove through the lonely highway. My head said I should save myself, but my heart goes with him. Didn't he risk his life to save me from Edmond? That apart, I seemed to have developed a soft feeling for him since I found out he was the same man I abused back in the Moonshine pack. I suddenly turned the car at the next roundabout and began to journey back to my starting point, praying I would meet them on the road, which I did, after driving only for a few minutes. Edmond was dressed in an expensive blue frock that went down to his knees, and he was surrounded by his Beta and the two men I saw earlier. They were so engrossed in whatever they were discussing and I would have probably passed them unnoticed if I w