Enslave: the taming of the beast by Cathy Yardley

Author:Cathy Yardley [Cathy Yardley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: SF
ISBN: 9780061376092
Published: 2009-10-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Jelena! Get the fuck down here, right now!”

Jelena paused in the act of dialing her cell phone, feeling a wave of irritation. She was supposed to be talking to April, who said a few days earlier that she was going to get the name of a contact…someone who was an archenemy of Dominic Luder’s, who might be open to some kind of a bargain.

Hearing her husband’s voice was the last thing she needed. Any other moment, she’d already be off the seat at her dressing table and halfway down the stairs, to the foyer where her husband was yelling. Her stomach would be in sickly knots; her palms would be sweating as her mind raced through a list of what she may have done wrong, and how best she could rectify the situation.

Now, she remained at her dressing table. Taking a deep breath, she wiped her hands discreetly on a small towel, then touched up her makeup.

She saw his livid reflection in her mirror. “Didn’t you hear me?” he bellowed.

“Hard not to,” she murmured, slicking some lip gloss on her lips.

He grabbed her shoulder, painfully, forcing her to her feet. Adrenaline shot through her.

“The money, Jelena,” he said, his voice pitched high and squeaky in his anger. “Did you think I wouldn’t find out about the goddamned money?”

She’d always focused on the emotion before, she realized, and her own fear. Now it was like she was watching a television show. Had he always sounded so effeminate in his rage?

“Answer me!”

Her stomach calmed. Her jaw clenched. “Of course I knew you’d find out about the money,” she said crisply.

For a second, he looked surprised, and it threw him off stride. His fingers tightened on her shoulder, painfully. “What did you do with it?”

“I need to help my family.” Now the words were raw with emotion. “You wouldn’t help me.”

“So you decided to just take my money?” His laugh was cruel, sarcastic. “Man, you make it easy. I’m divorcing you.”

“Of course you are.” Her voice matched his, tone for tone. “Like I’d keep you.”

Again, a flash of surprise. “I’m kicking your ass out with nothing,” he said. “I’ll give you five minutes. And take those fucking diamonds off your neck. You’re not leaving this house with a penny.”

She crossed her arms, feeling a cold calm surround her, like a coat of ice. “I don’t think so.”

He reached for the necklace, his fingers grazing her throat painfully.

Before she knew what she was going to do, her foot sprang out, catching him hard in the groin. He went pale, then red, spluttering and gripping himself as he fell onto the carpet.

She’d never felt such a surge of pure, violent power before. She towered over him, tempted to kick him in the face. “Let me tell you what I did with your money, Henry,” she murmured. “I hired a private detective, a good one. I’ve got pictures of you with an assortment of various women. And I use the term lightly, since there’s that one whose age seems a little questionable.

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