Submitting to the Enemy: Colombian Concubine (BDSM Domination Erotica) by Tucker Fannie

Author:Tucker, Fannie [Tucker, Fannie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-01-18T16:00:00+00:00

I lay awake for a long time, listening to Fierro Salas breathe next to me, conscious of every shift of his body. Even when I was sure he was asleep, I waited another hour, silently counting off the seconds in my head until I reached three thousand, six hundred. Salas barely stirred when I slipped out of the bed. Enough light spilled in through the windows to make out the heap of clothing where Salas had undressed, and I padded over to it in my bare feet, feeling the pockets for a phone. I found nothing, so I made a sweep of the room, checking every surface. Where the hell was his phone? A terrible thought struck me. Perhaps Salas didn't carry it. What if one of his bodyguards had the phone, or if he kept it at his hacienda?

I silently cursed, then grabbed my purse and glided into the bathroom. The door closed softly behind me, but when I twisted the thumb latch, the click sounded like a light-caliber gunshot. I winced and turned on the light. I knew a little would spill out under the door, but if Salas woke up, it was less suspicious than sitting here in the dark. I slipped my cell phone out of the side pocket of my purse. It looked like a normal phone, but when I pressed several points on the touchscreen in a certain order, a special interface appeared that would let me send secure, encrypted messages.

One text glowed on the screen, a terse note from Mike: You're out of your mind, Agent Archer. Cal is ready to kill someone. Report ASAP.

Mike's use of my surname unnerved me. Was he distancing himself from me? I typed out a quick response and sent it off, ensuring Mike that I was okay. No phone in suite, I told him. Staying with Salas to find it.

Mike replied immediately: Cal won't like this.

I know, I responded. Tell him I'm sorry, but this is too important.

He wants to meet you tonight. Can you get out?

No, I typed. Will contact you again soon. Continue to observe.

There was so much more I wanted to say, but the bathroom doorknob rattled, and I nearly jumped out of my skin. "Clara?" Fierro Salas said. "Open the door."

My hands shook as I slid my phone back in my purse. I sat it on the counter in plain sight, then flushed the toilet and unlocked the door. The toilet gurgled and swished as Salas pushed in, his cold dark eyes scanning the small room.

"What were you doing in here?" he asked. Gone was the charming man who had seduced me. This was the cold, calculating criminal who had risen to the top of an empire.

I tried to look annoyed; it wasn't hard. "Lady stuff," I said. "Can't a girl get some privacy?" I reached out and grabbed my purse, then tried to walk past him, but he blocked me and took the bag from my hands.

I forced myself to take steady, regular breaths as he rooted through my purse.

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