Free Captive-Sated (Dark Romance Series) by Suzanne Steele Page B

made my move.
    I assume that lady luck was with me because I captured just what I needed—the code to get into that office and once and for all find out who my captor was. I was tired of this whole cloak and dagger scenario with Akmal.
     
     

    Akmal
    I chuckled as the red light on my wrist band alerted me that security had been compromised. I secured the office where no one could get in or out. It would be very interesting to watch the look on her face when she realized that she was trapped—priceless.
    Sooner or later she was going to realize that she couldn’t win against me. It sure was fun watching her try to convince herself that she could outwit me though. She was one of the most tenacious women that I had ever been subjected to. It was just one of the many reasons that I found her so alluring.
    She could bet her sweet ass that she would be getting disciplined for this little act of defiance. She wasn’t just fucking with me—she was fucking with national security. She had just given me all of the leverage that I needed to legally hold her hostage. I smiled as I thought of the age old adage ‘give a person enough rope and they would hang themselves.’ Once again Leila had put herself at my mercy—Life was good…
     
     
     
     

    Lady
    I made my way over to Akmal’s desk, I already knew that I wouldn’t gain access to his computer due to pass word security but I could still dig through his paperwork and desk drawers.
    I was shocked to see that he had a picture of me on his desk—one that I wasn’t aware that he had taken.
    Stalker
    I picked it up looking at it. It was a picture where I was outside and had lifted a flower up smelling it. You could tell that I wasn’t aware that it had been taken and it caught an air of innocence. I wondered if that was why he liked it.
    The papers on his desk revealed what I had already guessed. Akmal was a military Intel officer. I felt some relief at knowing that he wasn’t a terrorist. At least I hadn’t de veloped feelings for a monster—but who was I kidding—Akmal was a monster. Akmal was a very dangerous man and the fact that I never could get a ‘read’ on him only made him that much more of a threat. Provoking him wouldn’t be a good idea—so why did I constantly do it?
    I heard the sound of a door closing and sealing and jumped beneath the desk. I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest as I covered my mouth to avoid crying out in fear. I could see his Italian leather shoes standing right in front of me.

    Akmal
    I ran my tongue over my teeth making a tutting noise due to my irritation with Leila. “I can smell your fear. You sneaky little bitch!” I viciously fisted a handful of her hair and pulled her out. I pulled her in towards my face, “You know that horse whipping that I have been threatening you with—you’re getting ready to get it.”
    She screamed and thrashed around as I literally dragged her ass to the dungeon. I don’t think that she realized the predicament that she had put me in. She would damn well get the message by the time that I got done with her though. This time she had gone too far—now she had no choice but to stay here with me—she had breached intelligence. Though I was glad to be able to legally hold her here, it still didn’t change the fact that she had blatantly disobeyed me and she was going to be disciplined. She would never forget this night—never!
     
     
     
     
     
     

    I strapped her to the St Andrews cross and she was still trying to fight me. The look of terror in her eyes already had my cock hard. I’m such a fucking monster. I stripped down to my boxers and got my knife. She was immobilized and still trying to fight. I had even strapped her neck and head down and she was trying to fight me. I couldn’t remember ever seeing her this scared and I couldn’t ever remember being so turned on by her fear.
    I took my knife and began cutting her clothing i nto shreds. She jumped as I tore into it with