The Taming (Wild Cats Part Two): Erotic Romance Series by Sandra Ross
Authors: Sandra Ross
Tags: Fiction
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Chapter One
A MONTH had passed since the first time Nickolas and Iliana slept together.
Iliana refused to have any other kind of conversation about her past and Nickolas didn’t insist. He already knew what happened after that night and how her life had evolved.
He knew for example, that two people had been arrested and convicted for the death of her parents—the gang member that shot them and the gang’s leader as an abettor.
She was left with her grandmother who hadn’t possessed the physical or mental strength to control her. Her small pension was barely enough to support them so Iliana soon started contributing to their income by shoplifting from several places. She was caught three times by shop owners and managers but no criminal charges had ever been filed.
When she turned 15, she worked in a fast-food restaurant while going to school. She already started attracting the attention of males around her and her misery was amplified by a new source of terror—the pimps in the territory wanted her in on their business. They competed with one another, with gifts and threats, just to have her. She was beautiful, exotic, with her red hair and cat’s eyes. She would surely bring in more profit.
That was when she became Ramon’s girlfriend. No one would dare touch the woman of the seventeen-year-old leader of the Wolves. She was never involved in the gang’s business or at least, was never arrested if she ever did. When she was 17, her grandmother died and she moved in with Ramon in his house.
A year later, when Iliana finished school, someone shot Ramon to death. Everyone knew it was the Panthers, now under a new leader. No one had ever been arrested for this murder.
That’s when she left the neighborhood and never went back.
Nickolas had several ways of learning the things he wanted. Iliana on the other hand, had no idea he knew. And he wanted to keep it that way.
For now.
She spent a lot of time in the Castle and she loved it. Every afternoon, right after work, Nickolas would pick her up and take her there. They worked-out together in the Castle’s fully-equipped gym. Then they had dinner in one of the three luxurious dinning-rooms with magnificent food cooked by Nickolas’ chef and served by one of the maids. Afterwards, they would play pool and video games in the toy room, or watch tv and movies in the entertainment room. Or sometimes they would sit in the library where she would read a book while he was working.
Mostly they made love. Mad, passionate love, for hours, till the early morning. They explored each other’s body with the enthusiasm and imagination of children who learned to play a new game. They rarely left the house any more. Sometimes, Nickolas would give the afternoon off to the staff in the Castle and their love games were expanded all over the house.
The pool table, the Jacuzzi in his monster-sized bathroom, the marble floor of the beautiful ballroom with the mirrors all over the walls, the steps of the white main stairs, the wine cellar and many other places inside the house and out in the gardens, would have a lot of spicy stories to say, if they could talk. Not to mention the big swimming pool inside the woods. That’s where he taught her how to swim, among other delightful things.
Late in the morning, he would return her back at her apartment, on his way to work. She would sleep, do her chores and then leave for the coffee shop.
Some other afternoons, he taught her horse riding. They would take two horses from the stables and follow different paths inside the woods.
She loved these moments, except she always had the impression that they were being followed. Maybe it wasn’t just imagination, because Nickolas never made love to her in there. The guards she knew existed but never actually saw felt close to them once they went outside the house.
He never really admitted it.
Whenever she brought this subject up, all he always said was that the Castle was
A MONTH had passed since the first time Nickolas and Iliana slept together.
Iliana refused to have any other kind of conversation about her past and Nickolas didn’t insist. He already knew what happened after that night and how her life had evolved.
He knew for example, that two people had been arrested and convicted for the death of her parents—the gang member that shot them and the gang’s leader as an abettor.
She was left with her grandmother who hadn’t possessed the physical or mental strength to control her. Her small pension was barely enough to support them so Iliana soon started contributing to their income by shoplifting from several places. She was caught three times by shop owners and managers but no criminal charges had ever been filed.
When she turned 15, she worked in a fast-food restaurant while going to school. She already started attracting the attention of males around her and her misery was amplified by a new source of terror—the pimps in the territory wanted her in on their business. They competed with one another, with gifts and threats, just to have her. She was beautiful, exotic, with her red hair and cat’s eyes. She would surely bring in more profit.
That was when she became Ramon’s girlfriend. No one would dare touch the woman of the seventeen-year-old leader of the Wolves. She was never involved in the gang’s business or at least, was never arrested if she ever did. When she was 17, her grandmother died and she moved in with Ramon in his house.
A year later, when Iliana finished school, someone shot Ramon to death. Everyone knew it was the Panthers, now under a new leader. No one had ever been arrested for this murder.
That’s when she left the neighborhood and never went back.
Nickolas had several ways of learning the things he wanted. Iliana on the other hand, had no idea he knew. And he wanted to keep it that way.
For now.
She spent a lot of time in the Castle and she loved it. Every afternoon, right after work, Nickolas would pick her up and take her there. They worked-out together in the Castle’s fully-equipped gym. Then they had dinner in one of the three luxurious dinning-rooms with magnificent food cooked by Nickolas’ chef and served by one of the maids. Afterwards, they would play pool and video games in the toy room, or watch tv and movies in the entertainment room. Or sometimes they would sit in the library where she would read a book while he was working.
Mostly they made love. Mad, passionate love, for hours, till the early morning. They explored each other’s body with the enthusiasm and imagination of children who learned to play a new game. They rarely left the house any more. Sometimes, Nickolas would give the afternoon off to the staff in the Castle and their love games were expanded all over the house.
The pool table, the Jacuzzi in his monster-sized bathroom, the marble floor of the beautiful ballroom with the mirrors all over the walls, the steps of the white main stairs, the wine cellar and many other places inside the house and out in the gardens, would have a lot of spicy stories to say, if they could talk. Not to mention the big swimming pool inside the woods. That’s where he taught her how to swim, among other delightful things.
Late in the morning, he would return her back at her apartment, on his way to work. She would sleep, do her chores and then leave for the coffee shop.
Some other afternoons, he taught her horse riding. They would take two horses from the stables and follow different paths inside the woods.
She loved these moments, except she always had the impression that they were being followed. Maybe it wasn’t just imagination, because Nickolas never made love to her in there. The guards she knew existed but never actually saw felt close to them once they went outside the house.
He never really admitted it.
Whenever she brought this subject up, all he always said was that the Castle was
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