Craving His Captive: The Cartel Heir's Obsession (Book 1)의 모든 챕터: 챕터 71 - 챕터 80

Elodie’s POVOne thing I’d learned after living with a man like Valiente was never to underestimate him.He always wore a charming grin, giving people the wrong impression of who he really was. It was easy to mistake him for someone who enjoyed life a little too much, someone who never took anything seriously.But I’d come to realize that beneath that misleading smile was a very dangerous darkness.And God help anyone who gave him a reason to show it.I still wasn’t entirely sure what his aim was in keeping Julie by my side. Perhaps he wanted to see how long it would take before one of us snapped. Or maybe he simply didn’t care what happened between us.Whatever his reasons were, I wasn’t going to let my guard down around her. I refused to give that woman the satisfaction of watching me get hurt.With a tired yawn, I rolled out of bed and stretched my arms above my head.It was going to be another long day in this house.Just as I was about to head to the bathroom, I heard muffled voi

Elodie’s POVArguing with Valiente was like arguing with a brick wall.After what felt like an endless back-and-forth, I finally gave in and allowed him to lead me back to the field.Valiente reached the horse first, his fingers brushing over its smooth coat as he spoke to Cassiano and Alaric in Spanish. I stood a short distance away, watching them exchange words I couldn’t understand.A moment later, Cassiano climbed onto his horse. He glanced in my direction, a mischievous smile spreading across his face, before saying something else to Valiente.Valiente looked at me briefly, then turned back to Cassiano with a glare. “Mind your business," he said.Cassiano burst out laughing. “Whatever you say, El Cuervo.” He tugged at the reins, and his horse trotted away. Alaric followed shortly after, leaving Valiente standing beside the last horse.I frowned. It was only then that I realized there had been just three horses. And his friends had already taken two.How exactly was Valiente plan

Elodie's POVRiding a horse wasn't as bad as it sounds.Valiente spent the next fifteen minutes teaching me the basics. Now I knew how to pull the reins gently so the horse eased into a trot instead of a gallop.I almost no longer felt him pressed against my back.Oh, who am I kidding?I felt him far too well. It was nauseating.Every instruction he gave made my skin tingle. Every time he chuckled at my bad posture, my stomach would tighten. Every small movement he made, his groin would shift against my lower back, and heat would rush straight to my face.Worst of all, I didn't pull away. Because somehow, it interested me."Stop getting lost, Little Red. Hold firmly," he said when he caught me drifting off.I stiffened and blinked, realizing I'd nearly let go of the reins.I sucked in a sharp breath and tightened my grip. He chuckled again, low, the sound rumbling deep in his chest and bouncing off my back.Every few minutes, we moved to a new skill, a new instruction. He was surprisi

Elodie's POVGood.That's how Valiente's hand made me feel.It shouldn't have, but it did.My stomach tightened as I felt his fingers tracing my skin. My eyes remained shut, his breath tingling the space below my ear.I had long stopped trying to protest. My body and mind didn't want the same thing. But this time, I let my body win the fight.His hand traveled up lightly, inching closer to my bra. My stomach tightened with each trail and a small whimper escaped my lips when his hand met my breast.He paused, his face lifting to stare at mine. I could hear the smile in his voice when he spoke. "What was that you said about not wanting me?"I glared, my teeth clenched, chest rising and falling heavily. I tried to bite down the moan that stayed at the tip of my tongue."Get off me," I gritted out.He smirked and shook his head. "You're such a bad liar, Little Red, did you know that?"He suddenly gave one of my breasts a firm squeeze. A small, sharp moan broke out of me, my body arching t

Elodie's POVBy midnight, I stayed in bed, tossing and turning. My head was filled with jumbled thoughts.Every time I closed my eyes, I'd start seeing Valiente in my dream. He was shirtless and wet, with only a towel sitting low on his waist.I'd try to move, but I always seemed stuck.And every time I woke up, I was always wet between my legs.I closed my eyes for a few seconds and swallowed. I needed some water.With a loud groan, I tossed, sat up, and climbed out of bed. I would just grab a glass of water quickly from the kitchen.My vision was drowsy, my head slightly pounding. I dragged my feet out of the room and into the hallway.The halls were dimly lit. It was quiet, as most of the staff had retired for the night.The only sounds I could hear were the chirping of cicadas outside the windows and a low howl somewhere in the distance.I shuddered slightly, rubbing my arms, increasing my pace, staying quiet.I reached the kitchen door and a maid walked out. I smiled faintly as s