Page 19 of Virtue & Vengeance

He had me pinned to the wall, and he knew it.

I could tell by the cocky smirk on his perfect lips.

I wanted to hit him.

I wanted to rage against him and demand that he leave me alone, but I knew I couldn’t do any of that.

The fact was, even though I had savings, it wasn’t going to be enough to bail me out.

He was right.

If I wanted out, he would have to get me out, and if he got me out of jail, I would owe him.

“Admit it already. You need me.” He smiled, his perfectly white teeth glowing against the dirty cell walls surrounding us.

“I don’t need anything from you,” I snapped.

He chuckled. “You weren’t singing that tune last night. If I remember correctly, you were begging me to fulfill your needs.”

Embarrassment filled me, and my cheeks burned with humiliation.

Of course, he would bring up the night before and use it against me in a teasing manner. Of course, he would try to make me feel foolish.

“I never begged,” I argued.

“Oh, angel, I hate to break it to you, but you begged. It was the sweetest fucking sound I’ve ever heard.”

“This is ridiculous,” I said, as I threw my arms up in frustration and moved to step around him.

He wasn’t finished with me, though.

He stopped me, his fingers wrapping around my arm and squeezing just enough to make me gasp.

Electricity scored me where his skin touched mine, and I shivered.

His blazing green eyes settled on my face, and he grinned as if he knew what I was feeling.

“It’s rude to walk away from a person when they’re speaking to you.”

I scowled at him. “Well, you, of all people, would know everything there is to know about being rude.”

He chuckled, obviously finding amusement in my situation and my words. “Are you calling me rude, angel?”

“Yes, but rest assure it’s a lot nicer than what I would like to call you.”

His smile faded and his brows pulled low. “I love your fire, little one. You might hide behind your icy, angelic shell, but inside you’re simmering for me.”

I hated that he seemed to know so much about the way I was feeling and thinking. No matter how much I hid my thoughts and emotions, it was like he was crawling inside my mind and listening to everything my mind, body, and heart were saying.

“Whatever,” I said, knowing it was useless to lie to him right then.

He shook his head, the side of his mouth lifting into one of his sexy smirks.

“Here’s the deal, you still have your job.”

“And if I no longer want it?”

“Oh trust me, angel,” he said, his eyes dipping to my mouth. “You’ll always want it.”

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