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.

they lose their virginity, I only want a bed and a man with experience. While

face, then on my chest. A bored expression on his face, which is making me uncomfortable. I bet he is already regretting proposing that I be his woman. Whatever that means. He has never

probably break my heart all over again, but I can survive

myself to fall in love

When I find a safe way to disappear forever, I am

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

the accident that took

about me being your woman. I am sure

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

“Like what?”

know.

Alekos. “Well, there is

“But?”

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, when I came for

red again. What’s wrong with

not wanting to tell

grin. “I am starting to believe you were sent

snort. “Do I look like a spy to you?” He arches an eyebrow. “Forget that I asked that. How about we make

just dug my

seems interested. “What

I am not a spy?” I try my best to explain. “I

you will obey us in everything we say, without making any fuss. In exchange, we will protect you from any harm. If you don’t, we will have to