Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

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?

person, but saying it out loud makes

one second away from throwing me

“My virginity,” I mutter.

the popular guys, while I was the shy nerd. But somehow, we clicked together. There had never been anything romantic between us. Not 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 afraid of what my father would do if he ever found out about Alekos. He barely let me attend that high school

told me he was in love with me and that not being with me was torture. I wanted to say yes, I wanted to be his girlfriend and be free to love him,

supposed to be enemies, not love each

then, Carlos had already started to pay more attention to me, and I was scared something would happen to Alekos if anyone found out. So, I buried my feelings for him deep inside my

after my second rejection, Alekos stopped talking to me. It hurt. It hurt so much that I cried

to my

made me self-conscious, especially in high school, when boys had eyes only

still the same bi tch I met in high school. What makes you think I

have guessed he is attracted only to women that actually have t its and an as s to grab onto. But I am not ready to give up. Not

roaming my b*dy, inspecting me like I am up 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 beautiful. I am nothing like that. But he

ucking Alekos! I should have known better than to ask

am not interested in f ucking you. Nor helping you.” He turns his back to me and heads over to his desk. “Close the

see.” I grip the strap of 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

he is upon me, his chest glued to my back, his hand

Say?” he clips

Carlos killing Nikolas Raptou, Alekos’ father, about a year ago. Carlos claimed it was an accident, but the Lords did not buy it. Dead from one side and the other did not take long to appear in the city

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

around, his hands grabbing my shoulders hard. My purse falls next to me. “What the f uck did you

act

so palpable that it feels as though the temperature has dropped inside the office. For a moment, his eyes flash red. Probably some trick of the light or my imagination

he orders me when

Carlos and me. But I can’t,

that by letting me f uck

Mr. Alekos is the only one who can help me!” My voice c racks, and my vision becomes blurry.

her gaze—pity. “What did he do? Got you pregnant? If that is the case, it is best to talk to his lawyer.” She hands me a business card. Written in big, golden letters is

the card in my hands, I contemplate what will happen if I do say I am pregnant. Not that it was possible since Carlos never touched me, and the last time I saw Alekos was on his last day of high school—we didn’t 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

expecting his baby, and I am not going

before picking up the phone. “Mr. Alekos, a woman is looking for you.

loudly that even I can

winches. “She told me her

name Angelica.” His cold, flat tone gives me the impression that he is not lying. The ba st ard forgot me. But I’ll be dam ned

is, get rid of her. Call

“Yes, Mr. Raptou.”

she can stop me or Alekos can end the phone call, I say, “You might not

for a moment but then says something that makes me want to scream. “Ah, it is you. Put the receptionist back

me, and after giving me a