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.

want a bed

is already regretting proposing that I be his woman. Whatever that means. He has never been in a long-term relationship, usually dating for only a few weeks before moving on to the next woman. Once he gets bored of me, I

probably break my heart all

circumstance can I allow myself to fall in love with him

staying. When I find a safe way to disappear forever, I

because once my blood-brothers and

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

me being your woman. I am sure you would want

he had been with in the past had big boobs. “You know, all this history about Carlos does not add up. Why would your father want you to marry Carlos? There is something you are not telling

“Like what?”

know. You

Alekos. “Well, there is

“But?”

did he have to take down my bun? My hair always has a way of getting in my way. “I was in my sophomore year, when I first touched myself.” His eyes start to heat

red again. What’s wrong with them?

wanting

“I am starting to believe you were sent here to spy on

He arches an eyebrow. “Forget that I asked that. How

think I just dug

“What type of a

that proves I am not a spy?” I try my best to

you will obey us in everything