When twenty year old Eliza Cruz heads to London for the execution of her grandmamma’s will, she inadvertently triggers a series of events that take her straight to perdition, inside the devil’s lair itself.
But Sean O’Connor, the tall handsome stranger she meets en route, is always one step ahead, saving her life on a few occasions. A true Knight in shining armour.
But is he? If he really was a Knight, he’d be looking for a Princess.
Clearly, Eliza is not one.
“Shh… Quiet. Don’t let them hear you. Or else they’ll come. I don’t want them to come. This is my room. My space. A doll house that I’ve been living in since they brought me here. No windows though. Just a small dog flap at the bottom, closed with a latch from outside. But still, it’s mine. It’s the only thing I have. Why? Trust me, knowledge is not power, no matter what everyone say.”
I’ve never heard of Marquis de Sade before. But having been forced to read about him in the small confined space I was imprisoned in, on my knees, with my bottom out of that wretched hole, I now know who Milli was. Her sexual gratification depended on suffering physical pain and humiliation imposed by others. And they are priming me for the same.
For the big cull, as they say.
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“Your fear of flying is unreasonable.”
My heartbeat is drumming like crazy and all I want is some peace in my head. Everything is fusing together, it’s deafening.
“What are you going to do about it?” I yell.
The engines make a loud whirling sound, and the plane start driving forward, accelerating faster and faster. The moment the noise is ear-splitting and the plane ascends, Sean grabs my wrists in one hand and holds me tight as suddenly I find myself fighting against him. What the f…? There is no struggle on his part, he’s stronger than me by far. With the other hand he grabs my chin and forcefully pulls me to him, leaving a kiss on my lips so potent, and brutal, it sucks the air out of my lungs completely. And when he parts my lips and inserts his tongue inside my mouth, deep, I think he consumes everything that I am. Everything that I stand for. Every molecule in my body that fought against having any connection with men, melts away.
Just as the noise subdues the kiss dies too, he pulls back, but is still within the proximity of my heartbeat. His eyes are glued on my lips, now glossy from our kiss. “Just as I thought, perfect,” and slowly, they rise up to my eyes. Quickly, he blinks, clearing his throat, and he pulls back. “Kissing relieves tension, reduces negative energy and produces a sense of well being,” I feel the rush of air coming out of his lips as he is talking.
Peaches and cream.
The snapping of his seat belt is my wake up call. He stands up and moves back where he was sitting. “In other words, you’re welcome.”
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