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AMBER EYES THAT CALLS ME HE'S

CHAPTER ONE:Elena's PovThe phone rings at 2 AM.I know it's bad before Marcus even answers it. Good news doesn't call at this hour.I'm in my room, trying to finish an essay that's due tomorrow, when I hear his voice through the thin walls."I told you I'd have it by the end of the month...please, just give me more time..."My stomach drops.I've heard this conversation before. Different creditors, same desperation. But there's something in his voice tonight that's worse than usual.Terror."No...no, you can't...I have the money, I swear, I just need..."I get up quietly, press my ear to the door."Please. I'm begging you. There has to be another way."He was silent for a while, probably listening to whoever's on the other end.Then, "Collateral? What kind of collateral?"My blood runs cold."She's...she's just a girl. My niece. She's nobody, just an omega..."NoNo"How much would that cover?"I'm already backing away from the door, looking at my window. Second floor. I could jump.

YOUR SOUND WHEN I'M INSIDE YOU

CHAPTER TWO:The Mercedes glides to a stop inside a garage that looks like a luxury car showroom.I count at least eight vehicles as the engine cuts off. A Lamborghini. Two Ferraris. An Aston Martin. Each one probably worth more than everything I've ever owned combined.Jesus Christ. Who is this man?The driver opens De León's door. He steps out with fluid grace, then turns back to me, extending a hand."Come."I cross my arms and glare at him. "No."His jaw tightens slightly, but his voice remains calm. "Elena...""You have no right to bring me here!" The words explode out of me. "Where even is this place?""This is my house." He says it like it's obvious. "One of many. And this is where you'll be staying from now on.""Never." I spit the word at him. "You can't force me to...""Come down from the car." He interrupts me, voice still maddeningly calm."What if I don't?""Then I'll carry you out."I lift my chin defiantly. "You won't do that."He's already reaching for me, hands moving

I AM NOT HARD FOR YOU

CHAPTER THREE: He pushes me.I land on the bed with a bounce, the mattress softer than anything I've ever felt. Which would be nice if I wasn't currently terrified."Please..." I scramble backward, my defiance crumbling into panic. "Please don't do this..."He stalks toward me, predatory and deliberate. Grabs my ankle and drags me back toward him.I kick at him with my free leg. "No! Stop..."His hands move to his belt. The leather slides through the loops with a sound that makes my heart stop."No..."He catches both my wrists in one hand, easily, like I'm a child, and yanks them above my head. The belt wraps around them, tight enough to hold but not hurt, then he loops it through something on the headboard I can't see.I pull against it. The leather doesn't budge.I'm pinned. Arms stretched above my head, unable to move."Let me go!"He leans back, looking down at me with that infuriating smirk. "Dónde está esa fiereza ahora?" Where's that fierceness now?"Please." I hate the plea

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CHAPTER FOUR:His hand is still on my thigh when it starts moving higher.I grab his wrist, stopping him. "What do you think you're doing?""What does it look like?" His fingers slide another inch up, pushing the dress hem with them."Stop...""I could take you right here and now," he murmurs, voice low enough that the driver can't hear. "Make you come multiple times. No one would even know."My face burns. "We're in a car, Mr. De León.""And that's not a barrier." His hand squeezes my inner thigh. "Especially when I know you have nothing underneath.""That's because you didn't give me anything underneath!"He smirks, then reaches beside him and produces a red gift box tied with a black ribbon."That's a gift for you." He sets it in my lap. "Use it now."I stare at the box like it might explode. Slowly, I pull the ribbon loose and lift the lid.Inside is black lace panties.With a vibrator built into them."You can't be serious.""Oh, I am." His smirk deepens. "That's what I want you

I THOUGHT YOU WERE STRONGER

CHAPTER FIVEThe dinner continues with polite conversation that feels like walking through a minefield. Every word is measured. Every smile calculated.I'm pushing food around my plate, trying to look normal, when one of the women speaks up.She's older, maybe fifties, wearing diamonds that probably cost more than my entire college education. Her smile is practiced perfection."So, Elena," she says, drawing everyone's attention. "You don't strike me as someone from Colombia. How did you and Mr. De León meet?"My fork freezes halfway to my mouth.Every eye at the table turns to me.I reach for my water glass, taking a long gulp to buy myself time. The cool liquid does nothing to ease the tightness in my throat.How am I supposed to answer that?Oh, you know, my uncle sold me to pay his gambling debts. I was kidnapped, drugged, and woke up in a cage in Medellín. Mr. De León here bought me at a human trafficking auction. Very romantic.I can feel Dante's eyes on me. When I glance his dir

LET'S SEE HOW YOU'D HOLD UP

CHAPTER SIXDante walks toward me slowly, deliberately, until he's only inches away.I can feel the heat radiating off his body. Can smell that intoxicating mix of expensive cologne and something wild that makes my wolf stir restlessly.I refuse to back away. Refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing me retreat."You're not as fierce as you appear to be," he says quietly, his dark eyes scanning my face.The tears I was fighting threaten to spill again, but I blink them back hard."I'm stronger than I look," I blurt out, lifting my chin defiantly.It's a weak comeback and we both know it. But it's all I have right now.He smirks, and the expression is cold. Cruel."Let's see how you hold up then," he says softly.His hand slides into his pocket.My eyes widen. "Don't. Dante, don't...""Why shouldn't I?" His fingers close around the remote. "You said you were stronger than you look. Why don't we test your hypothesis?""Sto..."He presses the button.The vibration hits me without war

I'll MAKE YOU DESPERATE FOR ME

CHAPTER SEVEN"I'll make you desperate," he continues, his voice dark velvet wrapped around steel. "Make you plead. Make you offer me anything, everything, just for the relief of my touch. And maybe then, if you beg prettily enough, I'll consider it."Tears leak from the corners of my eyes. Not from pain. From the overwhelming intensity of sensation and emotion warring inside me.Pleasure. Humiliation. Anger. Desire. Hate.All of it tangled together until I can't separate one from the other.Then his words turn even colder."To me, you're nothing but collateral," he says flatly, and the cruelty in his voice is like a bucket of ice water. "Don't forget what you are. Don't forget why you're here."The vibrations suddenly stop.The absence is almost as shocking as the presence was. My body sags against him, trembling and unsatisfied, hovering on an edge I can't quite reach.He releases me and steps back. The loss of his heat, his presence, leaves me feeling empty in a way I don't want to

JUST COLLATERAL

CHAPTER EIGHTI step out of the bathroom on shaking legs, trying to pull myself together.My makeup is fixed. My dress is smoothed down. On the outside, I look presentable again.On the inside, I'm still trembling from what just happened. From his hands on my body. His words in my ear. The way he left me aching and unsatisfied.Collateral. Nothing but collateral.I push the thoughts away and walk back down the hallway toward the dining room.But when I reach it, the room is empty.The table is still set. Half-eaten meals sit on elegant china. Wine glasses stand abandoned, some still half-full.But there's no one here."Hello?" My voice echoes in the empty space.Nothing.Anxiety starts creeping up my spine. Where did everyone go? They were just here ten minutes ago. Fifteen at most.Did Dante leave without me? Is this another one of his games? Another way to punish me for daring to show weakness?I walk back out into the hallway, looking both ways.The corridor stretches in both direc

WHO DARES SELL MY WOMAN!

CHAPTER NINE A man in a pristine white suit steps onto the stage. The auctioneer. He has a microphone and a practiced smile that makes my skin crawl."Ladies and gentlemen," he says, his voice booming through speakers. "Welcome to this evening's exclusive auction. We have exceptional products for you tonight."Products.I flinch at the word. We're not people to them. We're merchandise.The crowd settles down, giving him their attention. Some pull out numbered paddles. Others simply watch with interest, sipping their drinks.I look around again, still desperately hoping to spot Dante.Nothing.But what would he do if he were here anyway? a bitter voice in my head asks. He made it clear what I am to him. Nothing but collateral.Still... some stupid, naive part of me believes he would save me. That despite his cruel words and his games, he wouldn't let me be sold off to a stranger.Or maybe I just hope that because he's the only person I know in this entire country. The only familiar fa

HE WAS SCARED. FOR ME

CHAPTER TENMy eyes flood with relief and anticipation I don't want to feel.He came. He actually came.Dante walks into the auction hall like he owns it. His hand is casually in his pocket, but there's nothing casual about the fury radiating off him in waves.Behind him, five men in identical black suits move in perfect formation, their faces blank, their hands suspiciously close to concealed weapons.The silence in the room is deafening."Did he just call that lady his woman?" someone whispers loud enough for me to hear. The shock in their voice is palpable.Dante doesn't acknowledge the whisper. Doesn't acknowledge anyone except me.He walks toward the front stage, his expression absolutely cold. Empty. The kind of cold that comes before violence.His eyes lock onto mine, and for a split second, I see something flicker in those dark depths. Then it's gone, replaced by ice."What are you doing there?" His voice carries across the silent hall. "Come here."He says it like I'm not cha

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