The Virgin’s Bargain: A Billionaire Romance Story by Eliza Duke

Author:Eliza Duke
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: New Adult Billionaire Romance, Romantic Comedy Books, Single Daddy Nanny Romance, Alpha Billionaire Romance Suspense, Contemporary Romance Novels, Rich Menage Romance Ebooks, Christmas Romance Novels, Dark Mafia Romance 2020, Single Daddy & Nanny Romance
Publisher: Eliza Duke
Published: 2020-01-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Sergei

It takes ten minutes for Catherine to sign herself over to me for a whole week. I can barely conceal my pleasure at her giving herself into my hands. But my seduction of her must be artful and happen on her timing, not my own.

There are limits, of course. She knows enough to ask for a safe word to veto any act she cannot complete without significant discomfort. I choose to believe that I would have asked her to select such a word if she hadn’t asked for one. Surely there is that much decency left in me.

Her other limits are, for the most part, things that shouldn't even have to be said. No giving her to another. No forcing her to serve anywhere but in private. No preventing access to her medical needs, her friends, or the haven of her home.

It says a lot about how much this man has violated her that she thinks she has to defend the most basic of her rights. I have already decided to kill him, but I haven't decided whether to tell her about it. I do not want to upset her —further—and she has made it clear that she cares more about the end than the means.

Of course, that doesn't mean she can handle contemplating what those means are. But that is not her duty. It is mine. For now ... she is my duty. I find I like that idea very, very much.

I sit back in my chair, looking down at the ink of her signature as it dries on the paper, its wet gleam fading. Catherine is nibbling on a bowl of fruit, yogurt, and granola across the table from me. I sip my coffee, unwilling to call for my plate yet.

Mikhail already knows about the stalker problem, and men are on the streets and watching local hotels for Morty. If he is in town, he will be caught before the week is up. Meanwhile, I am having Xenia, one of my assistants, research him online after she checks Catherine's laptop.

With all that delegated, I turn my attention to the phone. Catherine pauses and sets her spoon down nervously, looking up at me.

"I'm going to listen to those messages now."

She nods, and I put the phone to my ear, listening dispassionately to a few minutes of threats and pleading. Morty has a high, whiny voice with a slight quaver to it—almost womanish. Something about it bothers me, but I haven't put my finger on what yet.

I make a few mental notes. "Do you have other ways of contacting your friends besides this phone?"

"Facebook. I have no relatives I'm in touch with. Just a few friends." It's more information than she needs to volunteer.

"You'll have your computer back within the hour. This telephone, however, I will need for at least the rest of the evening. We will be seeking to trace his calls."

"Of course."

"Good." And just like that, the phone starts ringing with the softest chime. I check and notice that she has designated a very quiet tone for Morty.

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