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Chapter 88
Chapter 88
Shackled (The Lord Series)
88. Angel
Shackled (The Lord Series)
88. Angel
“Are you alright?” he asks.
“Just give me a moment.”
He moves slowly, his entire b*dy shaking with the need to f uck me until we both find what we are
seeking. When I say his name, he understands what I want, and he delivers. This man f ucks like a wild
beast. He is rough and dominant, and somehow, he makes sure he doesn’t slip while he pounds me into
the next life. Sex in the shower is not as easy as it looks in the movies.
We come together, our chests herving hard, and we don’t move for a long time while we k*ss.
“Where are you staying?” I ask him once we are out of the shower, and he helps me dry myself.
“I rented a room at the hotel.”
“IL…” I stop myself before I say something stu pid.
He k*sses my shoulder. “Is it that hard to trust me?
It is hard to trust a complete stranger, yes. “I was thinking that if you want, you can spend the night here
with me. And any other night you want.”
“And if I want to spend the rest of my nights with you?”
“What happens when your vacation or whatever you are doing here is over?”
Please don’t leave.
“I will take you with me.”
“You can’t say things like that,” I say
“Why?” he asks while looking into my eyes.
“This is my home now. I can never return to the States”
He tilts his head. “Because of the videos you told me about earlier?”
“And other things.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t want to talk about it
He grabs my right hand and takes it to his mouth and k*sses the tips of my fingers, shivers run down my
back. “I will protect you.”
“Will you?”
“With my life and blood.”
The way he says it, I know he is telling me the truth, But I hope to convince him to stay with me, here, on
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“Let’s prepare lunch,” I wy.
He picks me up in his arms. “Wir be
ΠΗ
better order something because I don’t plan to let you out of bed anytime soon
“I have work to do”
88. Angel
“i don’t need to work. I will give you everything you need.”
“You’re going to be my Sugar Daddy?”
He laughs. My heart pounds fast. Dios, he is so handsome when he laughs. His eyes travel to my
stomach. “I want to be a daddy, but not that
Two perfect strangers making a baby on the first day they meet. What can go wrong? Everything
We are in the bedroom, making out when his phone rings. He groans in frustration.
“I have to take this,” he says and gets out of bed. “Don’t go anywhere,” he orders me as he goes to the
bathroom and closes the door behind him.
Despite being told to stay in bed, I do just the opposite. I put on a pair of panties and a top and go to the
kitchen and pour a glass of milk, put a few cookies on place, and sit at the table.
Max finds me there, dipping a cookie in the milk.
“I got hungry while waiting for you,” I say, “Do you want some?”
He sits next to me and k*sses my brow. “I had a big breakfast, so I am good for now stuff and bring it
here?”
Will you be alright on your own while I run back to the hotel and gather my
“Just because we had S** doesn’t mean I will let you move in with me”
“It was more than S**, and you knew it.” I swallow hard because he is right. “Nothing to say? Good. I will
be back in a few hours then.”
“Hours? How much stuff do you have with you?
Max chuckles. “A suitcase. But I have to take care of some stuff before I retum.”
He k*sses me before going to the hotel,
Even if he had been in my home for less than an hour, him leaving makes me realize how alone I am.
How alone I always am I try to make myself busy until he returns, but time passes with the speed of an
injured turtle. Once I am done eating and washing the plate and the glass, I start making the stew,
wanting it to be ready for when Max returns.
When lunch comes and he is still not back, I start to feel like a fool. Did 1 think he would really like me? I
was just an easy f uck, a way to relieve himself. When will I ever learn my lesson?
I spend the rest of the day drowning in work, and before bed, I take a warm shower, wanting to wash
away Max’s scent from my skin. Then I change the sheets and the blanket and curl up in a ball, hugging
a pillow, and try to sleep.
Aloud knock on the front door has me jump out of bed, my heart beating fast against my ribcage.
“Open, or I will br
I break the f ucking door!”
I run to open the door
His hair is all disheveled, his eyes pure madness. My fingers brush along his cheek.
“There you are,” he rasped.
“I musund you so much,” I say.
His lips clash against mine, and he f ucks night there, against wall before he takes me to the bedroom.
88. Angel
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