Stolen Lust: A Dark Romance (Beauty in the Stolen: A Dark Romance Series Book 1) by Charmaine Pauls

Author:Charmaine Pauls [Pauls, Charmaine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9782491833091
Published: 2021-04-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Cas

It’s not what I expected. Baffled, I stare at the imposing man who’s backed me into a corner. Yet he’s not pouncing. He is, however, unrelenting. He’s enforcing his dominance, making sure I understand how the compromise is going to work. Awareness rushes over my senses, tightening my skin. The touch I’m denying him ghosts over my body, leaving multiple shivers in its wake.

Do I want him to touch me?

Yes.

Should I let him?

No.

There’s no happy ending to this. He’s already made me an accomplice to his crime. I had no choice. I can write off the fact that I gave in due to exceptional circumstances. I can argue I gave him my body in exchange for my life. Maybe I did. I’m still not sure why I opened my legs for him. No one would blame me. But a second time? It makes my innocence a bit harder to swallow.

The cops are already doubtful of my statement. I don’t want to get sucked deeper into this mess. I’ve already lost my job and almost my home. I have no wheels or income. My life has all but gone to pieces, and I’ve yet to pick them up. Who knows what another night will cost me? I don’t want to deal with the consequences of giving in to him again. I’ll be faced with handling the aftermath of tonight alone. Tomorrow, he’ll be gone, and he’s not coming back. Unless it’s to make good on his threat if I talk.

Giving me one of those half-smiles, he walks to the door that leads off the lounge and opens it in silent invitation.

He didn’t bring a gun inside. If he had, I could’ve tried to disarm him. My dad taught me to shoot before I could walk. I can handle a pistol or rifle as well as any soldier, and when I pull the trigger, I always hit a bullseye.

“Cas,” he says in his deep, husky voice, letting me know he’s waiting.

I’m not shy about my body or about nakedness. I love the feel of skin and the beauty of flesh. What makes me hesitate is my own reaction. It’s what letting him watch can lead to. I’m not immune to his touch. He excites me. The danger that emanates from him draws me. He’s the magnificent, walking proof that not all sex is a cliché and that fantasies can be real.

That’s not why I finally put one foot in front of the other. What makes me cross the floor is the need to dislike him. I don’t want to trust him, but I do. I do because he hasn’t hurt me. He hasn’t killed me. Yet. He will if he must, and that’s why I can’t let my foolish heart feel safe with him. I need to prove to myself my trust is unfounded when he breaks his promise. That is why I walk through the doorframe into the bedroom.

He follows but not so close on my heels as to make me nervous.

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