Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Shackled (The Lord Series)
36. Angel
After the bath and applying cream to my as s, Aleken takes me back to the room and
ples n*ked with me in bed. I did not expect this. Him telling me to find authet mom to sleep in, mm, but not the whatever this. It is nice. More than nire, but I don’t like it
Becnose of how my father treated me while growing up. I crave human interaction and get attached fast to people. I can’t afford to get attached to Alekos. It will only on my plans.
After Gekon fell asleep, I spent a long time lying awake, thinking of my father and Carlos
My father is not a had man. He loves me in his own way, but my mother dying in a car accident and him wanting a son had him push me away when I most needed him. I have tried hard to prove my worth to him but to no avail. He even had me give up on my dream of becoming an architect because it would only be lost years. since I was to marry Carks anyway.
I love my father, but many of his decisions have had me judge his true character, and I lost all my respect for him. I even stopped trying to beg for his attention and affection or to show him that even if I am a woman, I am worth just as much as a man. After high school, we barely ever spoke. Then, I started doing my own things. Maybe once a week. That’s how I became an accountant without him ever finding out.
The first amount of money I made as a freelancer wasn’t much, but it was enough to buy myself a mini cake and a cute skirt on sale. The rest, I saved.

Carlos has given me until midnight to return home untouched. I was always on my best behavior around him, making him think I was some little obedient future wide ready to do what I was ordered. He is wrong. I have a mind of my own, and I am not afraid to use it. Not to mention that I no longer have what he wants-my virginity.
Alekos might be a dic k, but I don’t regret having him f uck me. My head rests on his chest, his arms around me, and I try to find a more comfortable position, but the protests from my sore muscles make me reconsider every choice I have ever made.
It would not have killed him to be gentler. But when does Alekos take into consideration other people’s feelings?
The lamp on his nightstand is on, allowing me to see him. His features are softer when he is sleeping. I reach out my left hand, and with the tip of my finger, I trace his cheekbone.
Our friendship never stood a chance, not when we belong to two different worlds. Even if I were to stay and play housewife with him-which I can’t-things between us would never work. We are very different. And then there are Reyes and Stefan. I don’t even know what to make of them. Reyes is a psychopath, while Stefan only accepted me because Alekos told him to. I might seem clueless, but I do try to observe those around me.
The tip of my finger reaches his mouth. When he k*ssed Giselle, he showed me he would not be faithful. Alekos is not the type of man to belong to only one woman. Apart from Salma, he has never dated someone seriously. He only went from woman to woman. What does he know about relationships? Not that I have any experience, but when there is no trust, there is no future.
I don’t trust Alekos or his friends. They only want me so I can be their cu m dumpster. And when they are done with me, they will find another woman. Sure, Reyes told me I am their bonded, whatever that means, but sweet words don’t fool me. The only way to protect myself is to make them fall for me; when it is safe, I will disappear.
I need money to make myself invisible once I am out of here-more money than I currently have. With a laptop or a tablet, I can make more, as I have plenty of clients. I need to find a way to access my bank account-which is under an alias I use, so it can’t be traced back to me-this way I can buy things I need.
Maybe Alekos will let me use his laptop to work while I am here. I will talk to him after I get some rest and process everything that happened today.
It is past
past 9 AM when I wake up. Alone. I don’t know why I feel somewhat disappointed. What did I expect? Breakfast in bed and for Alekos to confess his undying love for me?
He is an adult with responsibilities and a job to go fo
Even knowing this, for some reason, I call out his name.
“Alekos!”