The Monte Carlo Shark: An International Legacies Romance by Camilla Stevens

Author:Camilla Stevens [Stevens, Camilla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Two

Magnus

My body is still in a frenzy, recovering from how overwhelmed Sloane had me.

Almost to the point of losing control.

No woman has ever come that close.

The sound of her screams of pleasure still reverberates in my head, having me wanting to take her all over again. I’m so bewildered by the woman beneath me, I can’t tell if that would be a good or bad thing.

It’s enough to fill me with rage, but I subdue it, knowing that would only lead to another form of internal chaos.

I underestimated her desire to keep the truth from me. I’m under no illusion that fucking her was all me taking without her giving at least a little bit. As enjoyable as it was, I realize it accomplished nothing.

Which means I have to show my hand.

One thing my grandfather taught me about the rules of poker is that sometimes defying the rules is the best choice. After all, it is a game of bluff.

And I finally seem to have taken Sloane by surprise for once.

“What?” She replies, staring up at me with her eyes wide once again.

A smile curls my mouth, knowing I have her right where I want her.

She quickly tries to replace the mask again, but now that it’s slipped, there’s no hiding the truth.

“Don’t bother trying to lie to me again. I’ve already fucked you so that ammunition is used up.” I squeeze a bit tighter and lean in closer. “All that’s left is my hand on your throat. It’s up to you how hard I squeeze. It’s on you if you want to die denying me the information you’d be stupid to think I don’t already have.”

Her eyes dart to the side in thought, and I actually enjoy watching her try to come up with some solution.

Maybe it’s because I actually admire her, or maybe it’s because I’d hate to see this woman go to waste when she’s already proved to be a worthy partner in bed, but I throw her a final bone.

“Jan Vorster? Gabriel Fouché?”

Her eyes come back to mine, her brow wrinkled in confusion. “Who?”

I squeeze tighter. “Now is not the time to keep playing games, Sloane. My patience is wearing thin.”

Her fingers claw at the hand that I realize is too tight for her to speak. I loosen it only a little.

“I don’t know who those men are,” she protests, her face contorted in frustration. “He wasn’t stupid enough to give me his name.”

That’s enough for me to release her, only enough for her to breathe normally. I keep my hand on her neck just for good measure.

“What do you mean? You don’t know who sent you here?”

She shakes her head, no.

“Then tell me what you do know. What does he look like? What specifically did he ask of you?”

She hesitates, and I see her eyes beginning to work as she tries yet again to come up with some alternative solution.

Damnable woman!

I squeeze just enough to remind her that she is already caught in the trap, and I’m the only one with the power to release her.

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