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I curl into a ball and let more tears fall. That’s all I can do right now, but at least it feels good.
CHAPTER6
Erik
Ican’t get Kira off my mind.
After leaving her in the basement, I head upstairs to shower. Seeing her naked body made me so fucking hard in a way no woman has ever before. It’s the combination of her innocence and quiet strength that’s so sexy to me.
I rub my cock, imagining Kira touching me instead. She’d be shy about it, of course, but I’m sure once she warms up to me, she’ll show her wild side. I can’t wait to bring it out.
I groan as I come, smacking my hand into the cool tile as the water washes over my back.
I actually achieved it—I captured Kira and will now get my revenge on Maxim and Alexei. And I have the sweet gift of Kira as my prize.
Life is good.
The next day, after checking in with my men that there have been no signs of the Petrovs finding out where I live, I check on my prize.
Kira is asleep, curled into a ball like she’s trying to protect herself. Probably from me, I gaze at her for a moment. Her face is filled with peace—it’s a look I want to see on her face as she meets my eyes. Patience, patience. I know in time, Kira will grow more comfortable around me. She has to for my plan to work.
I crouch beside her and gently touch her shoulder. She blinks her eyes open before gasping and jerking away from me.
“I come in peace.” I hold up my hands.
Kira clutches her chest, her robe clinging to her body in delicious ways.
“I didn’t mean to scare you.”
She blinks, then looks around the room. Right. I took her captive. I’m sure my mere existence scares her.
“Did you sleep well?”
Kira sits up, wrapping her arms around herself. I wonder when she’ll stop doing that and be braver around me.
“Are you not going to answer me?”
Annoyance flashes in her eyes. “If I don’t want to talk, I don’t have to. Stop pressuring me.”
I sit back on my heels, surprise coursing through me. So my quiet little kitten has some claws. “All right, then. I was just checking in to see how you were feeling.”
“You took me captive so …” She ducks her head, her pretty hair falling around her face.
I reach forward and push her hair away. Kira gasps, looking at me as I let my hand linger on the side of her face, my thumb stroking her skin. “You’re so beautiful. Don’t hide away.”
Kira only meets my gaze for a second before turning her eyes away.
I capture her chin and wait until she looks at me. “Stop looking away all the time. Please,” I add to soften my words. “You can look into my eyes if you want to.”
“What … if I don’t want to?”
I rub my thumb over her lips, wondering what it would be like to lean in and kiss her. Would she pull away? Would she respond? Her lips part as I continue touching her lips. God, I want her so fucking badly. “Since you’re mine, you’ll need to learn in time to look me in the eyes. I can’t have my bride afraid of me.”
She blinks before tugging her chin away. I drop my hand, not fighting her. “Your bride?”
“Yes.”
Her mouth opens and closes before she lets out a huff and says, “I don’t understand. I’m your captive.”
