Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

5. Angel
Alekos puts the office phone on speaker and dials a number.

After a few rings, a man answers. “Did something happen?”

If Alekos has a commanding tone, this other man sounds… sad.

“Not really, but I need you to come to my office. Is Reyes with you?”

“Yes.”

“Both of you, then.”

“On our way.”

The man, whom I assume is Stefan hangs up, and Alekos dials another number. A moment later, a woman answers.

“Mr. Raptou?”

“Florence, you have the rest of the day free.”

That was his secretary, if I remember correctly.

Alekos doesn’t wait for her to say anything else and hangs up.

If the secretary is given the rest of the day off and Stefan and Reyes are on their way here, then Alekos is really thinking of f ucking me on his desk. How many women have he bent over it before me? He might say I am his woman, but I know better. I am, as he said, ‘just a hole to be used by men’. This is exactly why I stayed away from men and never dated. Not that I could have dated if I wanted, since my father practically forced me into Carlos’ arms soon after I turned sixteen. And because of what Alekos did after he told me he was in love with me.

their virginity, I only want a bed and a man with experience. While Alekos has plenty of experience, I don’t want to

his woman. Whatever that means. He has never been in a long-term

to be his woman will probably break my heart all over again, but I can

I allow myself to fall in love with him

find a

woman, Angel? Think well because once my blood-brothers and I f uck you,

I regret is not getting my driver’s license. But the accident that took my mother’s life left

mind about me being your woman. I am

been with in the past had big boobs. “You know, all this history about Carlos does not add up.

“Like what?”

know. You tell

of Alekos. “Well, there is something,

“But?”

getting in my way. “I was in my sophomore year, when I first touched myself.” His eyes start to heat up with desire. “Do you want to know who I was thinking of,

eyes flash red again. What’s

not wanting to

starting to believe you were sent here to spy on

arches an eyebrow. “Forget that I

just dug my

interested. “What type of a

I try my best to explain.

contract. One that states you belong to my blood-brothers and me, and that you will obey us in everything we say, without making any fuss. In exchange, we will protect you from