Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

5. Angel
Alekos puts the office phone on speaker and dials a number.

After a few rings, a man answers. “Did something happen?”

If Alekos has a commanding tone, this other man sounds… sad.

“Not really, but I need you to come to my office. Is Reyes with you?”

“Yes.”

“Both of you, then.”

“On our way.”

The man, whom I assume is Stefan hangs up, and Alekos dials another number. A moment later, a woman answers.

“Mr. Raptou?”

“Florence, you have the rest of the day free.”

That was his secretary, if I remember correctly.

Alekos doesn’t wait for her to say anything else and hangs up.

If the secretary is given the rest of the day off and Stefan and Reyes are on their way here, then Alekos is really thinking of f ucking me on his desk. How many women have he bent over it before me? He might say I am his woman, but I know better. I am, as he said, ‘just a hole to be used by men’. This is exactly why I stayed away from men and never dated. Not that I could have dated if I wanted, since my father practically forced me into Carlos’ arms soon after I turned sixteen. And because of what Alekos did after he told me he was in love with me.

only want a bed and a man with experience. While Alekos has plenty of

chest. A bored expression on his face, which is making me uncomfortable. I bet he is already regretting proposing that I be his woman. Whatever that means.

his woman will probably break my

to

not staying. When I find a safe

Think well because once my blood-brothers and I f uck you,

my driver’s license. But the accident that took my mother’s life left me scared of driving. And I

me being your woman. I am sure

looks amused. “I hate big t its,” he snorts. Yeah, right. All the women he had been with in the past had big boobs. “You know, all this history

“Like what?”

don’t know. You tell

of Alekos. “Well, there

“But?”

Why did he have to take down my bun? My hair always has a way of getting in my way. “I was in my sophomore year, when I first touched myself.” His eyes start to heat up with desire. “Do you want to know who I was

again. What’s wrong

wanting to tell

a grin. “I am starting to believe you were sent here to spy

look like a spy to you?” He arches an eyebrow. “Forget that I

just

seems interested. “What type of a

not a spy?” I try

and that you will obey us in everything we say, without making any fuss. In exchange, we will protect you from any harm. If you don’t, we will have to