Free Leena’s Dream by Marissa Dobson Page B

wouldn’t hear you.”
    “Is that what you want?” She tried to keep her voice steady and remain calm. He believes he’s in love with me. He wants me to be interested in him. If I’m not, he’ll become violent.
    “Oh, Leena.” He grabbed the back of her head, tangling his fingers in her hair. “I want so much from you. Why did you have to reject me before?”
    “I’m not rejecting you now.” She fought to keep from pulling away from him.
    “Your body is stiff. You want to be anywhere else but here having me touch you.”
    “The gun…it’s the gun.” She took a deep breath and ordered herself to remain calm.
    “You didn’t have a problem with guns when Kendrick taught you how to shoot, did you?”
    She remembered that day at the range. It was the first time he had made a pass at her, and she had brushed it off. Gene was a good looking man, but he wasn’t her type. It was his attitude that pissed her off. He believed everyone owed him something and that no woman could possibly deny him.
    “Answer me!” he growled.
    “No…it’s…it’s different on this side of the barrel.”
    “I’ve wanted you since I first heard you sing. Your voice is like an instant line to my cock and I can’t wait to hear you scream my name as I ravage your body.” He slammed his mouth on hers, his tongue diving between her lips.
    He kissed her and all she could do was stand there as stiff as a board. She couldn’t make her body respond and she knew he’d see that as a sign of rejection. Bide your time. Wait for your opening.
    He pulled back and glared at her. “You’re mine, so stop thinking about your asshole lawyer. Your guards won’t save you.” When she said nothing, he dug his fingers into her arm, twisting her around, and pushing her down on the bed. “You’ve grown too big in your career, and now it’s time you learn your place. A proper woman’s place…and there’s no better time than now.” He set the gun aside, just out of her reach, and grabbed hold of his belt.
    She didn’t like where this was going but she remained still, biding her time. Distraction. If he was distracted she might be able to get the gun and turn this around in her favor. “Why didn’t you just make yourself known? Why go about it like you did? Sending packages, letters, and terrorizing me for months.”
    “You needed the fear. It knocked you down a few paces from your high pedestal.”
    She heard the soft click of the bus door and she knew she wasn’t alone. “Why? You can’t make someone love you out of fear.”
    “Love?” He barked a laugh. “You think this is about love? You stupid bitch, this is about power, money, and claiming what I want. I’ll have you because I want you. It’s like a child who throws a fit because he can’t have a cookie. Scream long enough and someone will give him a cookie. I already started to instill the fear in you, and by the end of the night you’ll really begin to fear me. Terror is an excellent motivator for keeping someone in line.”
    “I don’t understand.”
    He shook his head. “You are stupider than you look.”
    “It has nothing to do with you,” a voice announced from behind them, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from Gene long enough to see who it was. It sounded like Mason but she couldn’t be sure.
    Gene spun around, turning his back to her, and she shot her arm around to grab the gun. She pushed it behind her back, keeping her hand on it, just in case. “What’s it about, then?” She wanted to keep the attention off her.
    “You were engaged to an up-and-coming music star and she was killed,” Mason explained. “She could have been Leena’s twin, but the woman you loved is dead. Leena isn’t the submissive girl you had before. She’s feisty and argumentative. That’s not the woman you want.”
    “She’s mine.” He reached behind him to the small of his back and the light caught the edge of the silver gun grip.
    “Gun!” she screamed as he pulled it