Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos

Chapter 4

4. Angel

I shrug. “Forget I was here. In fact, none of this has happened. Can I go now?”

“No!”

His left hand slides from my shoulder to my neck, his fingers wrapping around my flesh. For a moment,

I have the impression he is going to strangle me, but his grip on me is light. “How can your father marry

you off to someone like Carlos?”

“Business.” My father thinks I am clueless about what he truly does for the Dukes. He needs Carlos

to… grow. “You know how it is.”

Alekos is quiet for a moment. His left thumb strokes my skin as he thinks, making my heart race.

Traitor! Alekos has always been my weakness.

“Let’s say I accept your proposition, how do I know you are still a virgin?”

My brow furrows. “We can go to a gynecologist and have it checked.”

After a quick scan of my clothes—a black pencil skirt and a white shirt—he says, “That won’t be

necessary. Lift up your skirt.”

The blood draws from my face. “What? Why?”

“Because I want to see and touch your pu ssy.” His right hand goes to my hair, freeing it from the bun I

usually wear.

I look around. “But we are in your office.”

Is he planning on taking my virginity on his desk?

Well, if that is his wish… I can’t say ‘no’ after proposing it to him.

The things I have to do to get out of the city. Away from Carlos.

“I don’t have all day, Angel. You either lift your skirt and let me touch your pus sy, or you leave. Your

choice.”

He is wrong. I don’t have a choice. I either do as he asks, or I die.

I close my eyes as I lift my skirt up. At least I am wearing a nice pair of panties today.

“Look at me,” he growls as he grabs my right hip.

I do as he asks, and I gaze into his eyes as he puts his right hand on my lower back. He inserts his

knee between my legs, forcing them open. My heart beats so fast, I can practically hear it. No man has

touched me before. I did a lot of exploration on my own. I might be a virgin, and I gave myself plenty of

org a sms. But I never inserted anything in my vagina, knowing that it would hurt. I don’t really like pain.

I stroke a scar I have on my right ring finger with my thumb while I wait for him to touch me.

Still looking into my eyes, he caresses my thighs, his fingers sending shivers down my spine. I bite

back a moan. I did not expect to feel so… good.

He continues to tease me for a while before running his finger on top of my panties. If not for his knee

still between my legs, I might have fallen. Being touched by a man is… amazing.

“Alekos,” I breathe.

Something flickers in his gaze, and he pushes my panties to the side. Without warning, he pushes his

middle finger inside of me. I gasp. It hurts. His finger curls, and I try to bat his hand away, but he is

much stronger than I am.

“Stay still,” he growls.

I bite my bottom lip as I keep running my thumb over the scar.

Alekos pumps his finger a few times before removing it and going over to his desk. “Sit,” he says,

pointing to a chair across from his own.

My legs are trembling after his brutal invasion, but somehow, I manage to not only fix my clothes but

also to make my way to where he wants me. Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, I ask, “Do we

have a deal then?”

He leans back in his office chair and runs his fingers through his short black hair. “Carlos won’t like that

you left him, and he will do anything to get you back.”

“I know Carlos is a dangerous man, and he has connections all over the city, but so do you. Help me

disappear, and I will spend the entire night with you. Anything you ask of me, I will do.”

Maybe I should not have said that, but I am desperate.

Finally, interest flickers in his gaze. “Anything?”

I nod because what else am I supposed to do? Or say?

A wicked grin spreads across his face for a moment. “Getting you out of the city won’t do. Carlos will

find you no matter where you go. The safest way is to remain in the city.”

I blink, confused by his words. “I am not safe here.”

“You are safe with me. In fact, I will propose you a deal—be my woman, and Carlos will never find you.”

Ok, I did not expect that. “Do you have some me ntal illness or something like that?”

“Something like that,” he echoes me. “So, what do you say?”

“Didn’t you say just minutes ago that you are not interested in f ucking me? Now, you want me to be

your woman?”

He licks the finger that was inside of me while staring into my eyes. “I want to enjoy your pus sy more

than just one night. But….”

Ignoring that he is still tasting me on his finger, I ask, “But what?”

“I won’t be the only one enjoying your pus sy.”

Does he think I am a who re and who will sleep with anyone he wants? But on the other hand, if I

refuse…. “How many?”

He stiffens. “I won’t take you to the Blood Lodge and have you being used by those without women,” he

snarls. “You will belong to me and my blood-brothers.”

His what?

“How many?” I insist.

“Reyes and Stefan. You will be our woman, bound to us for eternity. Carlos won’t be able to do anything

about it. Or lay a finger on you.”

My heart drops to my stomach. Something ungodly lurks behind his eyes, and for the first time in my

life, I am scared of him. I am scared of what he will do if I say ‘no’ to his proposition of being his

woman. And of his—

What did he call them?

Blood-brothers.

He is right. I had my chance to walk away, but I refused to do so. Now it is time to face the

consequences. “If I agree to be your woman and Reyes’ and Stefan’s as well, will you hurt me?”

Alekos continues to talk, “Reyes, Stefan, and I share everything: home, food, parties, women. If you

want my protection, think well because Reyes and Stefan are part of the deal.”

“Look, I am not looking for a relationship, I only want to get out of the city. F uck me today and help me

disappear without a trace by tomorrow.”

He laughs. “I might like pus sies, but no pus sy is worth the trouble of calling in favors. Your pu ssy is

nothing special. Just a hole to be used by men. You want my protection, then you will become my

woman, and I will share you with Stefan and Reyes.”

I dig my nails in my palms. What the f uck? A hole to be used by men? “Go to hell!”

I go to the door, and before opening it, I bend over to pick up my purse. Strong hands grab and turn me

around, slamming me against the hardwood of the door. “Did I tell you, you can leave? You had your

chance to leave. But try to do so now, and I will bend you over my desk and fill that virgin pus sy of

yours with cu m. And when I am finished with you, I’ll have Stefan and Reyes do the same.”

My heart drops to my stomach. Something ungodly lurks behind his eyes, and for the first time in my

life, I am scared of him. I am scared of what he will do if I say no to him. He is right, I had my chance to

walk away, but I refused to do so. Now it is time to face the consequences. “If I agree to be your

woman and Reyes and Stefan’s as well, will you hurt me?”

He smiles, his eyes cold and evil. He grabs my nape, slowly massaging it, making me think that I am

seeing things where they are not. “We are demons, not angels, Agapi. We will break you and mold you

to our taste, but we will never harm you.”

Agapi. He used to call me that back in high school.

And what is the difference between breaking me and harming me?

Which evil will I choose? Alekos or Carlos?

“Let me protect you.”

I like the sound of that.

“As long as you don’t harm me, I accept to be your woman. I don’t like pain.” I think I told him already,

but it can’t hurt to say it again.

Not that I plan to stay with Alekos until he gets bored of me. Just until I find a way to leave the city and

find a safe place to start a new life.

He relaxes and takes me back to the chair. “All right. I will call Reyes and Stefan and tell them to come

over so that you can meet them. And Angel, you will have to keep your pus sy sh aved all the time. We

don’t like hairy pus sies.” Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

I want to see him get a Brazilian wax. Hurts like hell.