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?

have never been a shy person, but saying it out loud makes

is waiting, and I can tell he is one

“My virginity,” I mutter.

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

was in my sophomore year, Alekos 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

to

by 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

hurt. It hurt so much

eyes to

that don’t have big boobs. It always made me self-conscious, especially in high school, when boys had eyes only for girls

makes you think I am interested in f ucking you when

as s to grab onto. But I am not ready to give up. Not yet, at least. “Because I remember a time when you would have done anything

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 could at least try to hide his disgust a

I should have known better than to ask the help of

break it to you, Angel, but I am not interested in f ucking you. Nor helping you.”

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 right, I let out a cry of defeat. “I hope Carlos de la Torre won’t torture me before killing

upon me, his chest glued

Say?” he clips in my

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 after Nikolas’ death. Alekos might claim he doesn’t want to start another war between the Dukes

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

grabbing my shoulders hard. My purse falls next to me. “What the f uck did you say about Carlos de la

does he act

for Carlos is 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

me. Now!” he orders

a marriage between Carlos and me. But I can’t, I won’t

a second later. “So, you came to me and hoped that by letting me f uck you, I would protect you from that sadi st.” He sounds disgusted. Maybe I should have

if I don’t speak with Alekos…. A lump forms in my throat, and I swallow hard. “This is an emergency. Mr. Alekos is the only one who can help me!” My voice c racks, and my vision becomes blurry. I don’t usually cry in front of other people, but I

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

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

pooling in my eyes, I lie. “Yes. I am expecting his baby, and I am not going away until

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

loudly that

“She told me her

know any woman that goes by the 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

get rid of her. Call security

“Yes, Mr. Raptou.”

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

a moment but then says something that makes me want to

and after giving me a death glare, she