Blood Ties (Dinero de Sangre #2) - Lana Sky Page 0,3
my gaze finds the firm curve of his ass.
With his back to me, it’s easy to forget the sheer depths of evil this man is capable of. His body is sin, beauty, and strength melded into one glorious form. Flexing muscle dances beneath his skin in a mouth-watering display.
I almost forget I’m meant to despise him.
Then he turns to face me. “Over there.” He inclines his head toward the direction of the balcony. “Follow the balcony around to the left.”
I bite my lip before obeying, exiting into the warm morning air to find the full extent of the estate unfolding before me. In the dark, what looked like a sheer, endless drop turns out to be a small hill where the terrace gardens meet swaths of rolling, lush fields.
Standing here feels so surreal—bringing home just how isolated we are in this tiny sliver of the world. A man could easily hold a woman captive on a property like this one.
Forever.
Luckily, my stint at Domino’s villa already has an end date—Tuesday. By the beginning of next week, I’ll belong to Jaguar and be subsequently dragged off to only God knows where.
“I said to the left.”
I flinch as the reminder is voiced directly against my ear, I didn’t even notice him coming up behind me, gripping the railing on either side of my body, trapping me here.
“Don’t let the arrival of prying eyes lull you into a false sense of security, Ada-Maria. They won’t stop me from punishing your insolence in any way I see fit,” he warns, his voice a fraction deeper. “Trust me, I’ll very much enjoy having an audience to perform for, their gasps drowning out your screams…”
I shiver, sufficiently cowed. Still, I can’t resist a parting jab of my own. “Shouldn’t you be busy fucking her now?”
Alexi.
Her presence bends the rules of this hellscape prison, and I latch onto the distraction. It’s petty to be jealous at a time like this, but fear is the only alternative. It was easier to suffer as a lone captive under a madman’s purview. But as a third wheel, forced to inhabit the same dwelling as two of my enemies fuck like rabbits in the other room?
Or plot against me…?
“She can join us, if you’d like,” Domino says in a tone so neutral I can’t tell if he’s joking. “I, however, am not fond of sharing my toys.”
I cringe, noting yet another subtle warning. About Jaguar? He’s sold me to him, and yet he seems irritated by the reality of what that means.
It’s a dangerous theory to test. His possession isn’t out of concern for me, of course—mere jealousy. But how strong?
Hopefully strong enough to buy me more time.
“I could ask her what positions my new owner might like.” What I intend to sound mocking comes out far too hoarse. I’m horrified. Still, I can’t stop. “If he likes anal or oral—”
“Enough.” His grated rasp startles me silent as he grabs my arm, manually steering me toward the direction he first indicated. To the left. Just beyond the bedroom doorway is a narrow path leading to a sliding glass door, and inside is a space that might be classified as a bathroom.
Or a torture chamber.
Still, behind me, Domino cups the back of my throat. “This is where you will bathe from now on,” he declares against my ear. “And where you will bathe me. You can start now. I think we both could use a shower, no?”
He’s right. His seed is still drying between my thighs, his taste in my mouth, his sweat on my skin.
And yet, Alexi’s presence is too glaring to ignore.
For whatever reason, amid the possibility of being sold and the arrival of Jaguar, she stands out as the most alarming factor in this twisted equation.
Why the hell is she here?
“Aren’t you going to invite your guest?” I croak, still unable to pull off a playful tone.
He turns, stepping into me so that he’s facing me directly, his jawline grazing mine. “Jealousy isn’t becoming on you, Ada,” he scolds, his tone low with warning. “Don’t misunderstand me—you will never mean more to me than as a tool. A body. A hole. Whatever I desire in the given moment—” He cups my cheek, roughly smoothing a stray curl behind my ear as he pulls back to hold my gaze. “If I want another woman, or another man, or several to fuck you—or whatever the hell I want them to do, I will say so. Do you understand?”