Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Chapter 3

2. Reunion
Angel

“Look, I can’t call Mr. Alekos except for an emergency. He doesn’t like to be disturbed while he is working. Besides, I might get in trouble.”3. Angel
“What is this bull s hit that I got you pregnant?” Alekos snarls.

I want to explain, but he keeps barking at me. “Did you tell anyone about this besides the receptionist?”

I shake my head.

“Good. Because if rumors of me getting a Duke’s daughter pregnant appear in the press, I will kill you!”

I have no doubt he will.

“And now I have to look for a new receptionist.”

I blink. “But why?”

“Because she saw your face. I don’t want to start a war with the Dukes.”

I groan. I should have thought about that.

“Look, I am not here to cause you any trouble.” Alekos doesn’t look convinced. “I only said that because it was the only way to make the receptionist tell you I was looking for you. And please don’t fire her.”

He relaxes but still keeps me caged with his b*dy. “What do you want?” His tone is cold and harsh.

I lower my gaze. Even if he is wearing a shirt, I can see the contour of his well defined muscles. Has he been hitting the gym? “I need your help.”

I wait for him to say something, but he is quiet. Then my gaze finds his, and he laughs. “You are asking for my help? I never thought I would live to see the day.”

I might have told him during our big fight that he is a narcissist that only thinks of himself and that I will never need anything from him.

“What makes you think I want to help you?” he sneers.

Why indeed?

But based on what I have read about him on the internet and the photos I have seen of him and of many women, I know what Alekos loves—S**. All Lords do.

The things I have to do to get out of the city. To get away from Carlos.

I straighten my back, and in a steady voice, I say, “Because I still have the one thing you wanted from me, and I never gave it to you.”

He narrows his eyes. “What thing?”

Is he serious?

have never been a shy person, but saying it

and I can tell he is one second away from

“My virginity,” I mutter.

because we didn’t like each other in that way, but because the Lords and the Dukes don’t mingle together. And while the high school was a mixed one, and we could have dated each other in secret, I said no to him when he asked me out. I was

torture. I wanted to say yes, I wanted to be his girlfriend and be free

to be

scared something would happen to Alekos if anyone found out. So, I buried my feelings

rejection, Alekos stopped talking to me. It hurt. It hurt so much that

eyes to

that don’t have big boobs. It always made me self-conscious, especially in high school, when

I met in high school. What makes you think

t its and an as s to grab onto. But I am

for sale, making me feel like I am not good enough for him. The women that usually appear with him in the photos are blond, tall, and

better than to ask the

you. Nor helping you.” He turns

my purse hard. My nails dig into my palm. “I had hoped that you would help me. But I see now I was wrong.” I turn on my heels, my fingers wrapping around the doorknob. Before I turn it to the

In the blink of an eye, he is upon me, his chest glued to my back, his hand gripping my wrist, preventing me from

Did. You. Say?” he clips in my

not take long

you are not interested in helping me.” When he doesn’t let go of me, I say,

his hands grabbing my shoulders hard. My purse falls next to me. “What

he act like he suddenly

office. For a moment, his eyes flash red. Probably

me. Now!” he orders me when I fall

arranged a marriage between Carlos and me. But I can’t, I won’t marry him. You know what

hoped that by letting me f uck you, I would protect you from that sadi st.” He

and I swallow hard. “This is an emergency. Mr. Alekos is the only

flickers in her gaze—pity. “What did he do? Got you pregnant? If that is the case, it is best to talk

speak that day since we were mad at each other. While I do have friends, I don’t dare to ask them to help me. But Alekos, if he is still the same as in high school,

I am expecting his baby, and I am not going away

the phone. “Mr. Alekos, a woman is looking for you. She says

that

winches. “She told me her name is Angelica

know any woman that goes by the name Angelica.” His cold, flat tone gives me the impression that he is not

her. Call security if you

“Yes, Mr. Raptou.”

put the phone on the receiver when I snat ch it away from her. Before she can stop me or Alekos can end the phone call, I

but then says something that makes me want to scream. “Ah, it

takes the phone from me, and after giving me a death glare, she says, “Mr.

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