helplessly.
No, no, no—
“What the fuck?! ”
I struggled uselessly as
his gaze swept around the room - taking in the mess of bedding and the broken
desk in one sharp gesture before turning back to me.
“What the hell are you
doing?” His rough voice was lower now, with both anger and surprise.
Frustration and rage
boiled up inside me, making me lash out without thinking. “What do you think I’m trying to do, asshole?”
My pulse ratcheted up
within me, the beginning of fear curling through my nerves at the failure to
escape, and then antagonizing him further. But I was too damn angry to care.
His baby-blue eyes
narrowed as they met my glare, but the anger there had faded into a frustration
of his own as he slowly took in what I’d done to the room.
“Listen, princess - I don’t know how you thought this was a good idea, but it would be a hell of a
lot easier for me to just kill you and be done with it. So I suggest you start
helping yourself out here.” His voice came out just above a growl, the
threatening tone combining with the carefully controlled expression on his face
to make me shudder.
“So why haven’t you
then?” The challenge came without thought - I hated the idea of letting this
man scare me, and more than that, I didn’t understand why he was doing
any of this.
If it was better for him
to kill me, why was I still alive?
The question made him
pause for a long moment, and I felt myself start sweating as I considered all
the reasons that was a stupid question to ask.
When he finally replied,
I caught the hint of an ironic smile on his full lips, and he leaned close to
me as he spoke. “Right now, princess, I’m wondering the same thing. Do you
really want to make me think about it?”
I swallowed and glanced
away from him as my body finally noticed just how close we were, his deep voice
stirring something within me even as I struggled to think past the fear and
confusion of the situation.
Instead, I shifted under
his grip, trying to relieve the discomfort of having my arm forced up above my
head while tension bit into my other wrist from the cuff - but his hard body
pressed me back immediately, that easy strength making my struggles useless.
The small movement
brought us even closer together, and the powerful warmth from his body confused
my senses and had my heart catching in my throat for a few brief moments. The
heat that ignited in his eyes flared through me in that same instant, and it
took every ounce of willpower I had to remember where I was - and who I was
with. The frustration redoubled inside me and I struggled again.
Being trapped against him
like this made me feel weak and helpless. I was more surprised than I wanted to
admit that he wasn’t yelling or hurting me for what I’d just tried to do, but I
still couldn’t just accept this. I had to find some way out of here.
“Why are you even doing
this? Why do you want to kill me, or kidnap me, or any of it?! Can’t you just
let me go?” My voice started out strong, but the helplessness came through at
the end, and I hated that I couldn’t stop it.
Something clouded his expression
for a moment, and then his face tightened - but to my surprise, he answered me.
“You’re a witness, girl.
You think I’m going to let you run around telling people exactly who killed
Viktor Kovalski?”
I bit my lip and shook my
head quickly, as his obvious motivation finally washed over me. And with it - a
chance. “I won’t tell anyone. Just let me go, I won’t—”
The humorless laugh hit
me like a slap in the face, but when I looked up at him the contempt in his
eyes shifted into something resembling amusement. He raised an eyebrow and cast
another look around what I’d done to the place.
“And you seemed like you
had a little more intelligence than that…”
I flushed at the insult,
anger overtaking the fear again.
Of course. Of course he
wouldn’t believe me. He wouldn’t let me go just on my word. But he
No, no, no—
“What the fuck?! ”
I struggled uselessly as
his gaze swept around the room - taking in the mess of bedding and the broken
desk in one sharp gesture before turning back to me.
“What the hell are you
doing?” His rough voice was lower now, with both anger and surprise.
Frustration and rage
boiled up inside me, making me lash out without thinking. “What do you think I’m trying to do, asshole?”
My pulse ratcheted up
within me, the beginning of fear curling through my nerves at the failure to
escape, and then antagonizing him further. But I was too damn angry to care.
His baby-blue eyes
narrowed as they met my glare, but the anger there had faded into a frustration
of his own as he slowly took in what I’d done to the room.
“Listen, princess - I don’t know how you thought this was a good idea, but it would be a hell of a
lot easier for me to just kill you and be done with it. So I suggest you start
helping yourself out here.” His voice came out just above a growl, the
threatening tone combining with the carefully controlled expression on his face
to make me shudder.
“So why haven’t you
then?” The challenge came without thought - I hated the idea of letting this
man scare me, and more than that, I didn’t understand why he was doing
any of this.
If it was better for him
to kill me, why was I still alive?
The question made him
pause for a long moment, and I felt myself start sweating as I considered all
the reasons that was a stupid question to ask.
When he finally replied,
I caught the hint of an ironic smile on his full lips, and he leaned close to
me as he spoke. “Right now, princess, I’m wondering the same thing. Do you
really want to make me think about it?”
I swallowed and glanced
away from him as my body finally noticed just how close we were, his deep voice
stirring something within me even as I struggled to think past the fear and
confusion of the situation.
Instead, I shifted under
his grip, trying to relieve the discomfort of having my arm forced up above my
head while tension bit into my other wrist from the cuff - but his hard body
pressed me back immediately, that easy strength making my struggles useless.
The small movement
brought us even closer together, and the powerful warmth from his body confused
my senses and had my heart catching in my throat for a few brief moments. The
heat that ignited in his eyes flared through me in that same instant, and it
took every ounce of willpower I had to remember where I was - and who I was
with. The frustration redoubled inside me and I struggled again.
Being trapped against him
like this made me feel weak and helpless. I was more surprised than I wanted to
admit that he wasn’t yelling or hurting me for what I’d just tried to do, but I
still couldn’t just accept this. I had to find some way out of here.
“Why are you even doing
this? Why do you want to kill me, or kidnap me, or any of it?! Can’t you just
let me go?” My voice started out strong, but the helplessness came through at
the end, and I hated that I couldn’t stop it.
Something clouded his expression
for a moment, and then his face tightened - but to my surprise, he answered me.
“You’re a witness, girl.
You think I’m going to let you run around telling people exactly who killed
Viktor Kovalski?”
I bit my lip and shook my
head quickly, as his obvious motivation finally washed over me. And with it - a
chance. “I won’t tell anyone. Just let me go, I won’t—”
The humorless laugh hit
me like a slap in the face, but when I looked up at him the contempt in his
eyes shifted into something resembling amusement. He raised an eyebrow and cast
another look around what I’d done to the place.
“And you seemed like you
had a little more intelligence than that…”
I flushed at the insult,
anger overtaking the fear again.
Of course. Of course he
wouldn’t believe me. He wouldn’t let me go just on my word. But he
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