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 me

and I can tell he is one second away

“My virginity,” I mutter.

Alekos. He was a junior and one of 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 anyways. He only agreed because Salma, my ex best friend, also went

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, but once again, I said

to be enemies, not

Carlos had already started to pay more attention to me, and I was scared something would happen to Alekos if anyone found out. So,

It hurt. It hurt so much that I cried for weeks. Then

lowers his eyes to my chest—his

me self-conscious, especially in high school, when boys had eyes only for girls with great bodies. Alekos

same bi tch I met in high school. What makes you think I am interested in f ucking you when I can have any woman I

actually have t its and an 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

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

known better than to ask the help of a

ucking you. Nor helping you.” He turns his back to me and heads

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

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

Say?” he

Dead from one side and the other did not take long to appear in the city after Nikolas’ death.

me.” When he

My purse falls next to me. “What the f uck did you

act like he suddenly

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

me. Now!” he orders me when

sigh. “My father has arranged a marriage between Carlos and me. But I can’t, I won’t marry him. You know what he

schools his features 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.”

the only one who can help me!” My voice c racks, and my vision becomes

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

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

I lie. “Yes. I am expecting his

“Mr. Alekos, a woman is looking for you.

yells so loudly that even I can

me

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

she is, get rid of her. Call security if you have to,”

“Yes, Mr. Raptou.”

stop me or Alekos can end the phone call, I say,

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

after giving