used to only bathe once a year,” she countered. “I’ll be fine.”
I chuckled, loving the fact she had a response to everything I said. “Give it a week, and see if you change your mind.”
She pulled the thin blanket over her legs to keep warm. “If you’re done taunting me, you can leave.”
She was excusing me? “You don’t have any questions?”
“No.”
“You don’t want to know why you’re here?”
“It’s obvious.”
It was? “How so?”
“I don’t live under a rock,” she said coldly. “I know I’ve been abducted into sex trafficking. But I’m not worried about it because there’s a solution to every problem. I will find one.”
The smile left my face. “This isn’t school, London. There’s not a solution to every problem. Life isn’t as simple as a mathematical equation. I’m one of the greatest criminals of the underworld. I’m the kind of problem with no solution. I’m the kind of problem that can’t be solved. The situation you’re in is far worse than being sold into slavery—because you’re my slave.”
3
Crewe
I walked into Ariel’s office. “What’s on the agenda?”
She remained at her desk, her black glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. She spun a pen in her fingertips as she pressed her lips tightly together. “We have a new buyer in Ireland. Wants to buy a large order of Highland Whiskey. And when I say large, I mean enormous.”
“How enormous are we talking?” I fell into the chair and unbuttoned the front of my black suit.
“We’d need to hire an extra crew just to oversee the production. You were thinking of expanding anyway. Perhaps we should pursue that now.”
If a business wasn’t growing, then it was at risk. That’s how I saw it. “Let’s do it.”
She made some notes. “Alright. I’ll take care of it.”
“Anything else?”
“Yes. Her Highness Wilhelmina is having a ball next weekend. Of course, you’re on the invite list.”
“Excellent.” I rested my fingertips against my lips as I listened to her. “What else?”
“We haven’t heard anything from—”
“Sir, I’m sorry to interrupt.” Finley walked inside, wearing slacks and a collared shirt. “London refuses everything I make for her. It’s been three days, so I thought I would bring it to your attention.”
I tried not to smile at the information. “I’ll take care of it, Finley. Thank you.”
“She hasn’t been drinking anything either.” He gave a slight bow before he walked out, closing the door behind him.
Ariel pulled the glasses off the bridge of her nose and rested them on the desk. She was just a few years younger than me, but her reading glasses aged her at least ten years. “Our guest has been a bit of a fuss, from what I understand.”
“She’s interesting…” There was no better way to put it. “Has a bigger backbone than Joseph.”
“So do a lot of people,” she jabbed.
I chuckled then rose to my feet, buttoning the front of my suit again. “I’ll get her under control soon enough. That’s when the real fun will begin.”
Ariel smiled before I walked out. “We’ll finish this conversation when you’re ready, sir.”
I walked across the house until I reached the entrance to the basement. The house was two stories tall, and it seemed like a mile from one end of the house to the other. I descended the staircase and found her sitting on the cot, stacks of food piled up on the opposite side of the cell.
When she realized I’d come for a visit, she turned her head in my direction, keeping her eyes glued to my movements.
“No appetite?”
“Maybe your servant just isn’t a good cook.”
She was the biggest smartass I had ever met. “I could make you something. And I’m definitely a good cook.”
“No, thanks. I’ll pass on the poison.”
I rested my elbows on the bars as I examined her in the cell. A quiet chuckle escaped my throat, quiet enough for only me to hear. “What’s your plan, London? Starve yourself to death?”
“Starve myself until I figure out a way to get out of here.”
“You expect to overpower me after fasting for three days?” I asked incredulously. Even if she were healthy, she would stand no chance against me.
Her silence told me she didn’t have a comeback—for once.
“Eat.”
“I’m not stupid. I’m sure you slipped something into my food to knock me out.”
“And why would I do that?”
She looked away. “Let’s not beat around the bush.”
I understood her implication. “Lovely, if I wanted to fuck you, I would hold you down and do it. I wouldn’t knock you out first. It’s not nearly