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I time it with the watch the rat bastard gave me for Christmas. Thirty-five seconds later I have a fire large enough to cause damage rumbling to life.
I pull over my metal trash can and drop it inside. The flames are small at first, but holy hell this dress can burn! Especially when I throw on a couple of cotton shirts to help it along. Thank God Bastian is a stickler for keeping the sprinkler system up to date. Smoke curls toward the ceiling. Forty-five seconds later and the man-made heavens rain all over the expensive furniture. It’s a good thing I didn’t bother with a lot of make-up or primping with a curling iron.
I brush the water out of my eyes. “C’mon.”
My attention bounces between my fire and the door. I hear shouts and heavy footfalls.
I rock on the balls of my feet, ready.
Water continues to pour over everything, causing my fire to turn into a smoldering can of smoke.
Bingo!
Louder shouts filter through my locked door, and those foot falls start pounding my way.
“That’s right, bastards. C’mon.”
I brace myself into a sprinting stance. All I need is five inches. Enough space to get my foot in the door and I can be out of here. Bastian will loath the day he showed me how to defend myself. I’ll make damn sure of it.
Metal clinks. Hard oak bounces off my back wall and a wild set of black eyes laser in on me.
“Bastian,” I growl and I swear to God above the man looks feral and ready to fight. Dark circles beneath his eyes reveal his lack of sleep. I take a little pride in knowing he lost sleep because of his evil deeds against me.
“What the fuck are you doing, woman?” he roars.
Grit and determination make up the force that goes into putting a smile on my face.
I raise a hand and ring an invisible bell. “Ding, ding, daddy. Time for round two!”
And then I lunge.
CHAPTER 4
BASTIAN
I rest my forehead on the door a moment and let the soul-crushing power of her words filet my insides with their razor-sharp edges. I’m not locking the door to keep her in. I’m locking it to keep myself from ruining her. But I can’t keep her locked up forever. Accandis will be here at noon to take his bride and I might never see her again. What the fuck have I done?
James stands off to the side silently waiting with his hands linked in front of him and his eyes cast to the floor.
“Take this key. Don’t use it until noon tomorrow.”
“Yes, sir.” There’s no judgment in his voice. But there is a hint of sadness.
I turn and head toward my office. I’ve hurt her and now I almost took her virginity. I couldn’t keep my hands off her soft skin or from tasting her lips with mine.
And all it took was her daring me.
I’ve never wanted someone so deeply before in my life. I couldn’t keep from tasting her forbidden fruit at Christmas and months later, I’ve done it again. Only this time I had every intention of sinking my cock into her virgin pussy.
I’m still not sure how I found the strength to walk away.
I scrape a hand down my face.
I trusted you, Bastian.
“FUCK!” I roar into the emptiness of my home office. I rub at the pain drilling into my heart, but the hole in my chest widens and deepens from the pain in her voice.
I head to the bar and pour a double shot of vodka. Gripping the neck I move to a chair positioned looking out over the city skyline. Lighting flashes and thunder rattles the enormous expanse of windows in front of me.
