Free The Chosen Sin by Anya Bast Page B

orient you to your new surroundings.”
    Daria smiled and nodded like a good little Valerie would. Carlos Hernadez. He was one of Sante’s inner circle, one of his most trusted. No one knew his age for certain, but it was reckoned to be close to two hundred. His records had come up clean, but she didn’t like this man. She had an instant gut reaction. When she tuned into him he felt really strong. Her intuition said dangerous and sleazy .
    Carlos clasped his manicured hands in front of him. “Please. Remove your weapons.”
    She held her arms up and out. “We didn’t come in with any weapons.”
    â€œWe thought about bringing our pulsers, but figured you guys would search us and take them away,” said Alejandro.
    â€œYou were correct.” Carlos glanced at the guards and flicked his wrists toward them both. The guards moved toward them. “I believe you are unarmed, but please understand that we must still search you.”
    Three guards surrounded Alejandro. Two others approached her. Their eyes seemed to say, fresh meat .
    Daria braced herself for the inevitable. The guards grabbed her roughly, hustled her up to a wall and pressed her face-first against it. Her breath oof ed out of her at the impact. She gave a bark of laughter. Now she knew how her prisoners felt. “This is quite a welcome, Carlos.”
    â€œI do sincerely apologize. It’s necessary to preserve the tranquility of the Shining Way,” he answered.
    He really didn’t sound sorry.
    Daria couldn’t tell what they were doing to Alejandro since her face was becoming so intimately acquainted with the wall. The guards slapped her palms flat on the cold marble and one of them moved behind her and kicked her feet apart. The other stood to the side and looked on.
    The guard’s hands were all business as he patted down her arms, but when they dropped to her waist and slid up, his motions slowed. All of a sudden, her mind was all on her own body and her personal space, instead of what was going on with Alejandro.
    The guy searching her pressed his body up against hers. His hot breath stirred the small hairs at her nape as he slid his hands up way too slowly over her breasts.
    The bastard is feeling me up.
    Panic and rage filled her as he groped her breasts, running his fingertips over her nipples. Then he dipped down with one hand and slipped between her spread thighs to rub her clit through the fabric of her pants. Daria fought the urge to bring her elbow back into his face, turn around, and nail him in the balls. That’s what she wanted to do, but what would Valerie do?
    â€œHey, I’m not your girlfriend,” she snapped and tried to turn around. The guards forced her back into position. She struggled against them, but they held her tight.
    Horror choked her for a moment as she fought for control over herself. Even if she fully let loose on these guys, she could sense they were far stronger than she was. Especially now, since she’d barely cut her new fangs.

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    FROM across the room, Alejandro watched Daria protest the guards’ treatment and try to turn. Both men grabbed her arms and pushed her up against the wall. When she tried to twist away from them, they struggled to control her.
    The guards near Alejandro hadn’t touched him yet, so he stalked toward the assholes harassing Daria, but didn’t get far. The men surrounding him grabbed him by his upper arms and wrists. He jerked free of one, only to have the hands of another clamp down on him.
    Enraged, he pulled away from all of them. They scuffled. Alejandro brought his fist up fast and hard and punched one of the guards in the mouth, bloodying him.
    â€œZap him,” said Carlos.
    Pain assaulted his head as one of the guards hit him with a low pulse stream. He went straight down on his knees, stunned. The world went dim for a moment. The guards pushed him down, and he hit the floor, hard, on his stomach. One of the