Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

6. Angel
About two weeks ago, I went to have a full medical checkup. Carlos wanted to be sure I was healthy and… pure—I should have f ucked myself with a di ldo. Maybe that would have made that sa dist lose interest in me, and I would not be in this mess right now. While at the hospital, I was given a shot that will prevent me from getting pregnant for the next six months. Carlos wanted to wait until I gave him a son. Ha! Like I would have ever let him touch me.

Alekos can f uck me daily, and I won’t get pregnant. And with a bit of luck, before the six months are over, I will be far away from Veross City. Not wanting to talk about children anymore, I change the subject. “You said that I can only go out with your permission.” He nods. “I won’t be a prisoner. Carlos tried the same sh it, and I ran away.”

“I thought you ran away because you didn’t want to marry him.”

“That is beside the point.”

Alekos leans forward, his elbows resting on the desk. “You think he will let you go, just like that? That he won’t look for you? If I set rules, it is only for your protection. And let me make one thing very clear for you, Angel: I gave you many chances to get away from me, but, as always, you were too stubborn to listen. Now that I know what you taste like and have felt the warmth of your pus sy, I will never let you go. You can try to run away, but I assure you that you won’t like what will happen when I catch you.” He gives me a wolfish smile, letting me know he would enjoy the chase.

The urge to roll my eyes is great, but I refrain myself from doing so. It is not the first time Alekos has claimed he would never let me walk away. He claimed to love me, only to shatter my heart soon after. I am so glad I never told him what I felt about him. Now, those feelings are long gone. Over the years, I have learned that men are not to be trusted, and that the only person who will never let me down is me. I worked hard on myself, and I like to think that I am a strong, independent woman. Even if right now I depend on Alekos for protection. Though, that won’t be for very long, since I will eventually come up with another plan. In a short time, I will be far away from this place infested with Dukes and Lords, who ruin everything in their paths.

Being the daughter of a Duke taught me a very valuable lesson: make men believe you are obedient and compliant, then strike when they least expect. “May I add clauses to the contract as well?”

“Like what?”

“I get bored easily. Give me wine, books, and a laptop, and I will never break any of your rules.”

Alekos seems surprised by my request. What was he expecting? Me asking for a gun or something like that?

do.” He pats his legs.

I will make sure to win. I will lie, cheat, and

last shred of dignity I still have, I

my waist. “You have no idea…” he groans, not finishing what he was about to say. Beneath

in all that soulmate

knows? Maybe

now leaning against his chest. His cologne, the same he has used since high school, tickles my nose. I try to distract myself by looking out the window that I am facing. The company started by Alekos’ grandfather is close to the invisible border that divides the city into two—one half ruled by the Dukes, the other one by the Lords. I have never been to this side of the city before. The high school I went to was right on the border, but since then, it became exclusive for ‘normal citizens’. The experiment the Elders of both organizations had proposed failed. The Dukes and the

chin between his thumb and index finger, forcing me to meet his gaze. For a moment, he

on my lips. “How many more have k*ssed you apart from…” His brow creases. “What was

is my turn to furrow

in the same

to my mind.

His free hand comes to rest on

the truth to you when it is obvious you don’t believe me? Who told

my bottom lip. “Salma told me the same day you rejected me the second

photos of you and her in bed? Because you thought I k*ssed Jason?” I narrow my eyes. “Don’t tell me that’s why you punched him