Taken by the Fae Lord by Emma Alisyn Page A

seek to be
punished, Liana?”
    “No,” she whispered, paused, then cleared
her throat. She could barely speak around the beating of her heart.
The sibilant way he spoke her name, Li-Ah-Nah, making something
exotic and lyrical of the simple syllables- she felt beautiful.
“No, I mean- I don’t know what I want.”
    “You lie.”
    “I want to leave! I want you to let me
go.”
    He shook his head slowly, eyes never leaving
hers. “It’s a shame the mother of my child is a liar. What should I
do about that, hmm?”
    Eero lifted her into his arms in an easy
movement that betrayed the depth of his strength. No lightweight
girl, Liana’s curves offered plenty to keep him occupied if his
preferences swung in that direction. Liana’s hope of finding a man
who liked curves faded a long time ago. Despite her reticence, her
outrage at being coerced into this situation, she also knew she
would be crazy not to grasp the chance with both hands.
    He opened the door to the bedroom part of
the suite, leaving it open so the light from the living area shined
onto the massive bed. He threw her onto it and immediately crawled
in after her, kicking off his shoes.
    “Now,” he said. “I will give you one more
opportunity, out of courtesy for your status, to tell me the truth,
before I punish you, and just so you know…”
    His hand smoothed along her thigh under her
skirt. In an abrupt motion he flipped her onto her stomach, skirt
shoved above her ass, panties pulled down. He slapped her ass, a
hard, stinging smack that caused her flesh to jiggle. Liana bit her
lip, refusing to cry out.
    He leaned over her, mouth to her ear. “Tell
me what you want.”
    Tears stung. “Y- you. I want you.”

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CHAPTER ONE

    There were three classes of men these days.
Human, Fae and Lords of the Fae- the latter being a class so
different from the others that it might as well designate a
separate species. The Fae Lords moved with sinuous elegance and
hoarded power ordinary folk found painful, yet mesmerizing to
watch, almost like a fiery plane crash. It had to hurt, but man,
what a sight.
    Liana Sandoval presented her letter of
appearance to the orderly at the gate, who scanned the bar code,
matched it to the pads of her fingers, and waved her past the
checkpoint into a small crowd of women. Uncertain of her
surroundings- a government form letter didn’t normally imply party-
Liana thought the lakeside beach looked like a Girl’s Night Out.
And her memo to wear white must have been routed to the Spam
folder.
    The fact that she would stand out in the
wrong way in a khaki skirt and cap-sleeved blouse pissed her off
and straightened her spine. She mentally smacked herself for being
pissed off, because who cared how she dressed- no one said she
wanted to be there in the first place. Plus the dock to her pay
almost ruined what would otherwise have been an amusing treat.
    She snatched a glass of something bubbly and
unaffordable off the tray of a passing server, impressed despite
herself. The Fae Lord attached to this call out wasn’t required to
host a party, just show up at a designated time with the paperwork,
pick a genetically matched female to make a baby with, and leave.
Liana couldn’t figure out if throwing a party betrayed bourgeois
snobbery or a generous nature- countering the paperwork some woman
would be signing at the end of the evening, making a transaction
out of something that should have been