Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Shackled (The Lord Series)
15. Angel
When Alekos breaks the k*ss, I turn to Stefan. He goes all rigid and turns his right cheek to me. I guess he is not into k*ssing. That’s fine with me. Not everyone likes to k*ss. After I give him a quick peck on the cheek, Reyes leads me outside the office to the elevator, Using his employee card, he calls it to us. His left hand is around my waist, his palm on my butt and he squeezes it lightly.
“Someone will see us.” i hiss.
“Good. This way they will know to stay the f uck away from you.”
When the elevator stops in front of us, we enter. Without any warning, he spins me around, shoving me into a corner, trapping me there with his b*dy, my back to him. I am notessily scared by as sholes, but I don’t like small places, and Reyes’ presence makes it even worse. He presses a button, and I hear the elevator closing. A moment later, it starts descending.
“Give me some space to breathe,” I ask him. My b*dy is pressed between the elevator and Reyes, triggering some shi tty memories, which might lead to me having a small meltdown.
Being alone in an elevator won’t make me panic, but if there are more people with me, especially in my personal space, it can make me want to get off as soon as possible.
Reyes doesn’t move. Instead, he fumbles with something for a second, and before I can register what he is doing, my hands are cuffed behind me.
“Let me go!”
in against
He turns me around, his face expressionless. Which scares me. But what scares me the most is the pocket knife he is holding in his left hand. He puts the tip the base of my neck.
“Don’t hurt me,” I whimper.
don’t claim to know how to fight nor as I strong, mostly because of my low tolerance to pain. This is

is exactly why I always hated Carlos, for what he does to women. At the end of the day, I ended up in the hands of someone that is exactly like my ex fiance.
Why did Alekos have to involve Reyes and Stelan in our agreement?
Stopping the elevator, Reyes trils the knife to the top button and rips it free with one swift movement. I close my eyes, waiting for the pain to start, but all I feel is his mouth on the top of my chest. He sucks on the flesh of my left breast, hard enough to probably put a mark on me. I try to think if I read something about trimes for violence against women linked to Alekos or his friends, but nothing comes to my mind. The only known sa dist in the city is Carlos. Maybe Reyes really likes rough S**. Only that we are not in bed right now.
He lets go of my flesh with a loud pop and I open my eyes to see what he did to me. A big hic key is rapidly forming on the top part of my breast. I hate it. Alekos used to cover Salma’s neck in hic keys and she would brag to me each time, despite me not talking to her anymore.
Reyes starts doing the same to my other t it and I want to tell him to stop, but the tip of the knife resting between my cleavage keeps me quiet.
When he is done, he lifts his head. “Beautiful,” he says, admiring the hic keys.
“They are ugly.”
The tip of the knife runs along my skin, from one h ickey to the other, leaving red trails behind. He is going to cut my breast, because I gave my honest opinion
“Don’t,” I try to plead with him. Tears threaten to spill from my eyes, and I hate that I am so scared. If I were a little stranger, I would fight back, but there is so little I can do with my hands behind my back.
He smirks at me, before pushing my skin up. The knife disappears from my view. What does he plan to do with it?
“Open your legs,” he commands me
“Please, I am being a good girl,” I whimper. Did I really refer to myself as a good int?
He pets my hair with his right hand. “I am not going to hurt you, Nena. if you obey me. Right now, I only want to play with you.”
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15. Angel
Play?
I can do this..I think. Maybe the pain won’t be that bad.
Imagining that I am not in an elevator with Reyes, I spread my legs. His left palm comes to cover my right butt cheek. I don’t feel the cold touch of the knife. Maybe he slipped it into his pocket?
“You are a good gil, indeed,” he says, as he swats my as s before sliding his hand to my pus sy.
He k*sses me, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth while he rolls my cl it between his fingers. His mouth is rougher than that of Alekos, leaving me without breath. But he is also distracting me from the elevator. His way of playing is…something I can come to enjoy.
Pressing his forehead to mine, he lets out a little hum. “You are so wet, Nena.” He moves a finger to my entrance. “If you weren’t a virgin, I would have filled your pus sy with my j iz z. I can’t even finger you until Alekos f ucks you. But I can still enjoy your mouth and as s until then.”
His finger moves back to my cli t, moving it so expertly it drives me crazy. After sleeping with so many women, it would have been a shocker if touch a pus sy like a pro.
“Will you cu m for me again?” he asks.
“Too soon,” I say.
“Hmm. We shall see. I bet I can make you squirt”