Stealing Her

When the ransom is paid, I won’t release her.

She’s innocent, shielded from the dirty games her father plays. Until now. I’ve been watching her for weeks, and I’ve seen how every smile, every toss of her hair, every flick of her hips drives men wild.

I’m not immune to her beauty.

I sure as hell know my gang isn’t immune to her sensual body after we kidnap her. That’s why I watch her, day and night. Keeping her safe, even if she blames me for all the pain and anguish in her life. But with every passing moment, my desire to possess her grows.

Before this is over, she will give herself to me.

Completely.