Free The Gigolo's Bride (The Necklace Chronicles) by R.E. Butler Page A

location and name of
the bride from information in the vision. She will be perfect for
him, compatible in every way. The male chooses a necklace that
contains an identification number and a tracker. The moment his
bride puts on the necklace, the retrieval crew comes for her."
Because Ashleigh had taken off the necklace that first night, the
crew had not come for her because they couldn't guarantee that the
necklace was with her. Secrecy was of the utmost importance to
them, so they took the women at night, when they were alone in
their homes, wearing the necklace.
    “Why did he wait so long to come for me?” She
wiped at the tears on her cheeks.
    “He had to save up enough money to buy out
his contract from the Bordelayz , for the trip and your
abduction, and to wait also for a freighter to come to your planet.
When the soul-walks are done, the males are grouped together
by planet, and when enough of them have drawn mates from the same
planet they will be able to begin their journey. The whole time he
waited for others to find Earth mates, his whole outlook on life
changed. He still hated his status as brokah - it is one of
the lowest stations in our society - but he had you to look forward
to.
    “I know you want to go home, Ashleigh, and I
can understand that, but you are blind if you don’t know that my
brother loves you. You told me that first day we spent together
that you didn’t believe in love at first sight, but he’s had five
years of remembering the vision he had of you and waiting to be
able to find you. You were going to be his salvation.”
    “His salvation?”
    “He freed himself for you, Ashleigh. Once a brokah becomes mated, he will never be able to be a gigolo
again; it's against our laws. He’ll be able to do what he wants
with his life back home, and he’ll never be called into anyone
else’s bed again.”
    Still reeling from everything she’d just
learned, she managed to ask her the one thing that had stuck out.
“What did you mean when you said you knew we hadn’t had sex because
his hair was still blue?”
    “Unmated males have blue hair. When they mate
with their bride for the first time, it changes their hair color to
brown. It’s a chemical, connection kind of thing. When he went out
last night to get the fruit for you, he clearly didn’t think that
anyone would ask him to service their mate, but he was wrong.
Kasimir is a general in the military. If Eden had said no to him,
he would have been beaten for sure and forced anyway. It wouldn't
matter to Kasimir that Eden paid for his freedom and was no longer
a brokah . Kasimir’s mate is from a world where the women go
into a sexual frenzy once a month and the general has never been
able to keep up with her. So he clearly kept Eden there overnight,
making him go again and again.”
    “Oh.” Her hand went to her mouth and she
swallowed a scream born of guilt. “Can you, uh, take me to
him?”
    “You can’t do anything for him until he’s
released from Kasimir’s quarters. If you want to mate with him when
he recovers, you can, but until then he’s a sex slave.”
    Shaking her head, Ashleigh stood up and went
to the tall cupboard where he kept the clothes he’d picked for her,
neatly folded and hung on metal hangers. She chose a crimson halter
top in a fabric that felt like satin and a matching pair of slacks
and ballet style slippers. “Help me get to him, Sloan, please,” she
said as she turned around, dumped the clothes on the bed and pulled
off his tunic.
    “I don’t know why you’d want to see that, but
I’ll take you to Kasimir’s.”
    Ashleigh wasn’t sure she could explain it
either. She just felt like he needed her, and if she sat in the
room until he was released from his duty, then she would be failing
him. It was her fault that he had been taken, and she had to try to
fix it. She dressed quickly, and Sloan helped her apply some light
makeup to hide the fact that she’d been crying and brushed her hair
until