Free Forced Handfasting by Rebecca Lorino Pond

speak to his brothers to see if either of them had ever heard of such a plan. For the time being he would get to know the wife he had bought, and not let them find out how he came to find her.
    He stormed out of the conference room. Niko trotted alongside of him as he exited the building to go back to his home. He needed a drink. A nice stiff drink would dull some of his senses.
    “What’s the plan, boss?” Niko slipped inside the vehicle beside him.
    “I need a drink.”
    “I can handle that, but what are you going to do? The council members are some of the meanest sons of bitches I have ever had the unfortunate pleasure to meet. Someone is behind this push for you marry Kioto.”
    The vehicle sped up the mountain as they talked. “I bet Rahman is the one behind it. It’s his daughter he wants to see married into your home. Thankfully your brothers are already married. If they weren’t, Rahman would turn his sights to them. It’s best if we keep a very close eye on him.”
    Jahan mulled Niko’s words over for a moment. “If you what say is true then we have a bigger problem than what we thought. Rahman is known to be ruthless in his pursuits of what he wants. I don’t know what my father ever saw in the man in order to appoint him to the council.”
    The vehicle pulled up to his home a few minutes later. He didn’t exit right away but sat still, thinking. His wife waited for him up in their rooms or did she? He bet she wasn’t waiting for him to come home in order to share an evening meal together. His little human wife. Something about her stirred a feeling deep down in him, a feeling he never felt before.
     
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    Sam watched Jahan leave the room in a fury. Her situation was definitely not improving, and she needed to learn to keep her mouth shut, and stop taunting the man. But she couldn’t help herself, the words just poured out of her mouth before she even realized it! Then when he pinned her to the wall, and kissed, small waves of pleasure raced through her body causing her to respond to the demanding kiss. It was as if she had two completely opposite brains that were struggling for control.
    Time slowly passed as she sat on one of the sofas wondering what she should do. She was locked in and had no way of calling for someone. Jahan had ordered Harro to prepare dinner but was she going to be allowed to go down to eat. Her stomach let out an audible growl at the thought of food, and she wished she had a nice juicy hamburger and an order of fries.
    A sigh escaped from her. Her future seemed pretty bleak at the moment. Oh, how she wished this was all a nightmare, and that she would wake up, and find herself back in her hotel room.
    The sound of the door clicking open alerted her to the presence of someone entering the room. Harro entered the room while holding a silver tray in both of his hands. He quietly walked over to where she was sitting, and sat the tray down in front of her.
    “Your meal, My Lady,” he said.
    “Thank-you,” she whispered as she struggled to hide the tears that wanted to fall.
    “My lord asked me to bring you an evening meal since he had to leave on business, and did not know what time he might return. Do you need anything else?”
    She shook her then said, “No, thanks.”
    “Good evening then, my dear.” Harro bowed to her then quickly left the room, and locked the door behind him.
    She stared at the covered plate sitting on the tray. An enticing aroma filtered through the lower edge of the covering causing her stomach to clench in hunger. Well, she may be in the unfortunate position but there was no reason for her to starve herself. Carefully, she lifted the cover and was immediately engulfed in a puff of steam coming from the hot food. The food smelled awfully good, but there wasn’t a single thing on the plate she recognized.
    Using the fork provided on the tray, she stabbed a green stemmed thing she assumed was a vegetable, and brought it up to her mouth.