Love Scars: Bad Boy's Bride(11)

My captor reached over and swept the gun out of Nikolai's hand. He held it up, twisting it for study underneath the moonlight.#p#分页标题#e#

“Somebody up there likes you a lot, Anna. Down here too. If I'd been a few seconds later...” He looked up, meeting my eyes, and then he threw the gun on the ground. “It's not made for a clean shot. Fucking thing would've fired a heavy bolt to crack your pretty skull, like an animal for slaughter.”

“They mentioned something about it looking like an accident.” My voice was strangely calm for surviving a near death.

I should've been revolted having him next to me so soon, but I guess I my intestines were too busy twisting, stinging with my father's betrayal. Had I been wrong about the real monster all along?

“Yeah. Whether it killed you on impact or just put you out, the fucks would've finished you off with a heavy rock, or face down in a stream. Lady Luck just kissed us all like a bitch in heat and sent our asses here in time.”

He looked at me for a full minute as his men shuffled around the bodies, staring into my soul. I couldn't tell if he was eaten up with anger or just relieved I was safe. Hell, I wasn't sure how to feel yet.

How could I go on knowing my own fucking father nearly snuffed out my life? What did I have to go back to, to fight for, after this?

The realization bit deep, injecting me with pure poison. It started like the tremors a person gets during a bad fever. I began to shake, folding my arms around myself, clammy for the first time in the stuffy night. The heat didn't deter David one bit.

He swept forward, reached out, and yanked me into his grasp. I exploded, burying my face into his collar, blubbering like a baby.

“Calm your sweet ass down, babe. It's gonna be all right.” He leaned in and kissed my forehead, which only made me cry harder. “Fuck. Normally, I'd tan your hide raw for running off and almost getting yourself killed. Think you've learned your fucking lesson this time, though. Never leave me again.”

I looked up, brushing away tears and meeting his dark eyes. Lust, rage, and sadness beamed there, mirrors of the same emotions that branded my soul since I first came to this place.

“I won't.” I said the words and felt them ripple in my head over and over, fading after the great shock.

Was this really me talking? Me, the same girl who'd done everything in her power to flee this brutish man just a couple hours ago?

“Damned right. Come on. Let's get back to the house and clean you up.” He led me away, stopping only briefly to whisper a few words to his men.

“Clean this horseshit up the way we usually do. Save the patches on their kevlar. If old man Rossini comes knocking, we'll let his stupid ass know exactly what happened to his boys. Right now, I'm more interested in what's gonna happen to his daughter.”

We walked on. David's hand slipped lower, reached for my ass, and gave me a slap when we were almost outside the clearing. The dark sedan that picked us up before was waiting.

It surprised me, but not half as much as the sharp crack on my butt. I stopped, looked at him in the darkness, trying not to meltdown all over again.

“What?” He grunted into the night. “You expect me to hold your little hand while I tuck you in tonight like a Princess? You're my wife, babe, and you've been bad.”

I blinked, confused. My fear and uncertainty returned in a heartbeat. Just when he'd seemed like a savior too.

David stepped forward, jaw tight, ready to bare his teeth. He reached for both my wrists and jerked me toward him again, hurling me against his chest as we stood next to the dark car.

“We're going home, pet. Nothing that happened out here tonight changes shit. If it makes you stop fighting so fucking hard, then fine. Either way, I haven't altered the plans I set this morning. Soon as we're home, I'm hauling you upstairs and fucking that virgin pussy. You tried to get away and you fucked up. Don't expect comfort. Don't expect sympathy. Don't expect anything except my dick between your legs and my hands all over you, showing you what's right, showing you who cares – the only asshole in the world who does now!”#p#分页标题#e#

His voice was turning hotter and angrier by the second. The tip of his tongue darted out and licked his lips, like a predator testing its teeth.

“I never asked for this,” I said coldly, struggling in his hands.

Snarling, he tightened his fists. Pulling me in, he held me against his huge torso, held me until I stopped squirming.

“Don't play smart ass with me, Anna. Only thing that's changed tonight is we're finally on the same page. You figured out your old man's a bloodthirsty asshole, same fucking thing every Strelkov has known since we had to deal with your fucking family. Don't cry over it. I'm not gonna let you do anything that keeps your legs closed a single fucking second longer than necessary. I'm taking that cherry, Anna, tonight...and nothing's gonna stand in my way.”