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Desperate measures katee
Desperate measures katee













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Worse, in some ways, because while my father had many faults, but breaking his word was never one of them. The thrill of it, of how forbidden it was to be desired by this man. The slick fabric reveals more than it conceals, and if I wonder if the shadows blind Jafar the same way they do to me, his nearly soundless inhale at my movement tells me-he can see me enough to want me.īut then, he’s always watched me with a hot gaze beneath those hooded eyes.Īnd me? I enjoyed the attention. I pull my robe more firmly around me, a laughably worthless action considering how short and silky it is. They betray me the same way this man betrayed my father. With a shaking breath, I put away my desires. That’s what I should want, isn’t it? To be gone from this place and this man and all the strings attached to what he’s offering me. I part my lips, the word that would set me free tingling against my tongue. If my father truly is gone, that means I have a chance to set a new course.īut only if I make the right move tonight. I’ve fought a losing battle from the time I first realized my place in my father’s business, fought to be considered an actual person instead of an asset.

desperate measures katee

“Then you’re mine, body and soul.”Ī thrill cascades through me, intense enough to steal my breath. If you make it to the front door, I’ll release you, trust fund intact.”Īnother of those sinful chuckles. He stops near my bed, and I would give a fortune to know his thoughts as he looks down at the tangled sheets where I spend every night. As if I don’t have them memorized, from his close-cropped black curling hair, to his medium brown skin that darkens over the summer months, to his perfectly groomed beard. Jafar moves away, his features still hidden from me in the darkness. It’s certainly not something akin to delight at the opportunity to pick up whatever gauntlet he’s about to throw at my feet. Understandable and justifiable, considering my circumstances. That’s why my heartbeat kicks into high gear, a stampede of one in my chest. Excerpt Desperate Measures (Wicked Villains #1) by Katee Robert















Desperate measures katee