Hitman’s Secret by Rosa Mink
Chapter 4
Natalia
“You’ve never heard of him, have you?” I ask when this dangerous man lurking over me stays silent.
“No,” he answers, and I have a million new questions rolling through me.
“Then why exactly are you here?” I ask as his hand lingers on my breast. God, it feels amazing, the most incredible thing I’ve ever known, and I want more. I want his hands everywhere, all over me.
“To take you, make you mine, angel,” he answers and the way he says it, sends a shiver straight through me.
“You’ll take me away from here? Past the guards outside, somewhere my father will never find me?” I need to know if he can really do it, will really do it.
If all he wants is sex I don’t know if even the red-hot desire rushing through me will be enough. If he can get me out of here, out of this life, I’ll take it all, let him do whatever he wants. It’s madness perhaps but it’s what I want, need most, a way out.
“I can take you away so far no one will ever hear from you again,” he states, his hand squeezing my breasts hard and the tiniest hint of doubt, worry slides through me.
“You…won’t…” I can’t string the words together, they’re racing through my mind, but I can’t get them out, unsure if saying them will make him act them out or not.
“I’ll protect you until the day I die, angel. No one will ever hurt you, not ever, certainly not me,” he states. The way he said them made my heart race, longing for them to be real.
“Swear?” I ask staring up into his dark green eyes. He’s gorgeous in a dangerous way, there’s something almost evil behind his eyes but the way he looks at me, it’s amazing.
“I’ll kill any motherfucking asshole that even tries to take you from me, anyone who hurts you is dead, angel,” he states, and I shiver at the truth I hear in his tone.
“Then you can have me,” I tell him and in an instant, his lips are on mine, hard, almost punishing in a way, as they press against mine, forcing them open.
In a way, it’s the worst kiss I’ve ever had, because it left me wanting so much more. It left me wanting him instantly and he tore his lips from mine, his head lifting, and I swore he was about to leave me. He stepped back, and I reached out for him as he let me go, wanting back in his arms, and a tiny cry slid out of my throat without my approval.
“Get into your room, now,” he ordered my body tingling with hope, and I quickly slid the key into the knob, turning it. I was barely through it when he reached in around it, turning the lock and he started to shut it in my face.
“What?” I gasped wondering if this was all a joke on me.
“Do not come out of this room until I get you, no matter what you hear, you don’t leave it,” he tells me before shutting the door in my face, leaving my mouth wide-open in shock.
What on earth was going on? He was kissing me, savagely, and then he orders me to my room? I thought he was kidnapping me, making a dream come true and now, I’m ordered to stay here? Why would he begin to do this?
I start to move to open the door when something slams into it, sending me back towards my bed. I’m shaking now but not from the desire I felt when…oh god, I don’t even know who he is. I didn’t even ask before letting him grope me, telling him he could have me. My life is getting more and more insane every moment.
I can’t hear anything through the thick door, but that slam didn’t sound good. Did the guards come up here noting I hadn’t turned the light on in my room? Were they going after him? Was that what I heard?
A shattering sound draws my head up, my eyes wide, my jaw dropping as the mirror hanging on the back of the door falls to the floor in pieces. There’s a hole in it, a round hole, small, and suddenly everything takes on a new meaning because that’s a bullet hole. What the hell is a bullet hole doing in my door?
Oh god, what have I done? Who have I let into my life and why do I still want him knowing nothing about him?
