Broken Beginnings: A Dark Stalker Mafia Romance by J.L. Beck & C. Hallman

Author:J.L. Beck & C. Hallman [Beck , J.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beck & Hallman LLC
Published: 2021-02-18T16:00:00+00:00

23

Claire

I’m tempted to get up and pound my fists against the door until he opens it. I doubt he’s on the other side, though, so it would only leave me with bruised hands.

Who does he think he is to kidnap me and bring me here? I pushed him too far. The way he attacked Carter, all because of one little lie. All I wanted to do was hurt him, but that set off a chain of events I never would have expected. I can only hope Carter is okay. Lucca proved to me all over again who he was beneath the shiny knight he tried to put on display.

I look around at my prison. There’s a queen-sized bed with grey sheets and pillows in the center of the room. A dresser against the wall in front of the bed, and a small flat-screen TV mounted in the room’s corner.

One whiff, and I know it’s Lucca’s bedroom. The scent is woodsy, like cedar and clove, and I breathe it deep into my lungs. As always, the smell of him leaves me calm. I scoot the snacks and water aside and sit on the bed. Pulling my knees up to my chest, I wrap my arms around them and stare at the door.

I know I should be worried, maybe even scared, and I guess a part of me is since I know when it comes to me, Lucca is a loose cannon. More than any of those other emotions, I am excited. There is a hum in my blood and a swarm of butterflies in my gut. Still, I’m angry. Angry that he took me. Angry that he tries to control every aspect of my life as if it’s his job to ensure my safety. Angry that he broke my heart and refused to see me as more than his kid sister.

I let that anger push to the forefront of my mind. Why am I sitting here like a damsel in distress waiting for him to return? Why am I not saving myself?

I scoot to the edge of the bed and glare at the door. I’m on my feet and standing in front of it a second later. The cold metal handle makes me shiver as I wrap my hand around it.

I jiggle it just to be certain it’s locked and grow even angrier, finding it is. I mean, I don’t know what I was expecting. The door was locked as soon as he closed it. Stomping back to the bed, I pause and look out the window.

The window. Slapping myself in the forehead, I march over to the window and pull back the curtains. I press on the glass with my hands, trying to open it, but it doesn’t budge, not even an inch. I realize when I see the small lock at the bottom near the lip of the window there is no escape.

Did he plan to take me all along?

I wouldn’t be surprised if he did. It seems he’s set on controlling me in any way he can.

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