Alessandria knew she should have been more frightened than she was. There was no doubt she had fear inside her, growing, but then retreating, over and over again. But what she also felt was this warmth, a feeling of heat she hadn’t felt in far too long, and she didn’t know if she liked it.
Zeke knew what Gerald had planned and why he’d sent her, although everything that happened up until this part had been pure hell. She’d been beaten, touched forcefully by those men that had taken her to Zeke, and had been threatened countless times.
But she’d thought it would be worse coming to Zeke’s, when she thought that escaping wouldn’t happen. She’d always kept her hopes up, made sure that although her body was broken, her spirit was still intact.
Maybe some would say she was weak, already broken in body and soul. However, despite her fear of death, she hadn’t tried leaving again—because she had to be smart. She couldn’t be foolish, didn’t want to be beaten again, so she’d had to survive and stay. Stupid as it may be, Alessandria had stayed because leaving when the time wasn’t right would only end up in her premature death.
But are the rapes and beatings worth it? Wouldn’t death be a blessing? That little voice in her head said again. It was a constant reminder that maybe death would be better. She certainly wouldn’t have to deal with fearing being beaten or raped. No matter how strong she thought she was, the truth was she wasn’t as strong as the men that overpowered her.
They stepped into the home that Zeke had said was his. The grounds around the house had been pristine, like something she’d see in a movie. She had no clue why she was really here, because even if Zeke said she’d be safe here, she had to wonder what she’d have to give him for that safety.
They walked into the foyer, and she stared at the modern, but very expensive looking décor. Stairs were across from her, ones that even had dark red carpet covering the wood. This house made her feel uncomfortable. It was cold, as if no one lived here and it was just for show.
Zeke turned and faced her, and she held her breath as she stared at him. He was so much bigger, taller and more muscular, than the men she’d been around. His size wasn’t what scared her the most, but the aura that surrounded him, the fact he was cold, and she knew unforgiving.#p#分页标题#e#
“Welcome to your new home.”
The way he said it was final, and she knew that although this might be a blessing in disguise, it also might be a new form of hell.
Chapter Six
“None of my men will touch you, and providing you don’t try to leave, you’ll be safe,” Zeke said, walking toward his office. She followed him, and he didn’t doubt for a second that he’d surprised her. This is what made him the top man in their world. He wasn’t predictable. Zeke would be laughing and joking around, and in the next second, be knifing a man to death. It’s who he was and why no one tried to fuck with him…not if they were smart.
Thinking about his life for a moment, because he couldn’t keep that shit down, he imagined Dani and the life she had now. At first, the only reason Shakes, the former Soldiers of Wrath MC member, and now Dani’s husband, lived was because of Dani and her love for him. If his daughter hadn’t cared about the man, Shakes would be dead, and his daughter would be living with Zeke to ensure her safety.
Closing his eyes for a second, he wasn’t going to think about the shit going on with his daughter. She was happy with Shakes, he treated her well, and that’s what mattered. He’d also promised Dani that he would try to see Shakes in a different light. It was hard given the past they had and how Shakes had essentially kidnapped Dani from Zeke, but he was trying. Zeke wasn’t a man that forgot about shit, and he did hold a grudge, but Shakes was family now, and he was seeing the other man in a new light, a light that wasn’t about wanting to kill him.
“Why don’t you just kill me?” Alessandria asked.
He spun to face her, expecting to see a crying, bleating woman. What he saw was a woman who had accepted her fate. She was ready to die.
“I’m not going to kill you.”
“Why?”
“You didn’t come to me willingly. You’re a victim, and you’re not going to give Gerald any information about my club, or my businesses. Not even because he threatened you and your life is at stake.”
Her lip trembled. It was the only sign he got that his words affected her.
Zeke reached out, and he watched her tense. All he did was tuck some of her hair behind her ear. He’d done it many times to Dani, but the feelings stirring inside him were not that of a father. He wanted Alessandria. She was a beauty, no doubt about it.