Claimed

ALEXIA GREEN. 

Caught between headlights, not sure whether to run or stay still, my throat runs dry. 

The woman bent over the desk wiggles trying to make out who Christian is referring to as ‘Little Nurse‘ 

Like an enigma, a force to reckon with, a man who couldn’t care less if anyone walked in and saw the whole situation, Christian stands up from 

his seat 

He takes his little precious time buttoning his jacker 

But when he turns around? 

I’m almost whooshed out of breath. 

Fiery golden eyes graze me inch by inch. 

His entire body towers over me even though the distance between us is too big of a chasm to make me affected. 

Run Alexia. 

Run. 

Run. 

Run 

“You try to run and I’ll hunt you down, Little Nurse. Do you understand the concept of hunting?” 

“Yes“, I breathe with a swallow not sure if he hears 

me at all. 

“Not the kind of hunting I do, Sunshine. I’ll chase, I’ll shoot down, I’ll take so think long and hard about what you want to do.” 

The naked girl. 

The alcohol. 

My new talent at pissing this man off 

I look him in the eye, I take in that Daredevil face that dares me to defy him. 

I’ve only known one thing when it comes to 

Christian Volkov. 

I live to defy him.. 

I’ll live to disobey each and every order of his because he uprooted me and my baby from our normal lives and brought us here. 

To this chaos, 

My feet start leading me backward. 

“Alexia.” 

That’s the only warning he gives me.. 

That’s the only word I need to hear from him to 

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I turn around. false energy flowing to the sinews of my legs, convincing me that I can run down 

the stairs out of the party, into a cab and straight 

home 

I only make it down two steps before he stops 

1. me. 

My lungs burnt with wasted energy. 

My breaths come out quipped. 

His cold hand slips up my neck serial killer–style. 

His fingers dig into my skin, cool enough to give me a cold. hard enough to scar. 

The darkness that is his aura and his six foot body engulf me from the back cutting off my oxygen supply, cutting off the willpower left in my legs to 

hoist me up. 

“What is it with you and rules, Sunshine? Just why the fuck do you have to be so you?” 

I don’t understand. 

Please let me go 

He sweeps hair from the side of my shoulder 

exposing my neck as the cool air–his breath slaps 

me and makes me shiver. 

“Doesn’t matter really. You and the woman 

waiting for my cock inside her have no 

difference. 

You crave attention, seek it and pretend you don’t 

like it. Don’t you. Alexia?” 

Why can’t I speak? 

He has me in a chokehold. 

His scent. His disgusting words. 

“Why are you here, Sunshine?” 

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“I called you about an hour ago and you showed up ten minutes ago so don’t give me that crap. Someone must have told you I wasn’t entertaining visitors.” 

“The woman inside is a visitor.” 

“She’s an easy fuck. Pleasure, not a visitor. Not 

you. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?” 

His teeth grit, they hover near my ear, my will shatters and I melt against his chest. 

“I was worried.” 

I spill the truth. 

You weren’t coming home, you were punishing me and I still wanted to see if you were doing 

alright. 

“It isn’t your job to worry, Sunshine. Your job is to sight tight like Rhett’s little bitch and pay back everything he owes me.” 

His words sting, alcohol might be hogging my 

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brain and making me not act right bar Fm not sticking around to be treated like dirt. 

I try to pull away from his grasp, the hold he ha on my neck tightens. 

He’s going to choke me, isn’t he? 

Going to exercise whatever demons he has inside on little ole me. 

“Let me go.” 

“I hunted you. I caught you” 

“Let me go, Vicious!” 

“No can do. Little Nurse. The fun’s only begun.” 

His hands grip my waist, a second later he hauls 

me over his shoulder as I scream and hit his back 

for him to let me go. 

He hauls me back into his creepy VII room or 

office. 

The woman bent over the desk stands up straight taking her blindfold off. 

Her eyes almost well with tears, her mouth 

forming a small unflattering smile. 

“Boss?” 

“Get out.” 

Vicious orders. 

“No. No. Don’t get out, please stay. Stay.” 

It takes seconds for the woman to pick up her bra and g–string from the ground scurrying out of the office. 

Vicious carries me right where the woman was, setting me down and cornering me with his arms on both sides of my hips. 

“Put me down.” 

“No.” 

“This isn’t funny.” 

“I’m not smiling.” 

“What do you want?” 

His slate eyes skim over the column of my neck, 

to my boobs, to my tummy and then back to my lips. 

“For your debt to be paid and you and your child can get the hell away from me.” 

“Millie never did anything to you.” 

“Yeah? Your fucking child holds my thumb like I’m her fucking hero. Did she hold Rhett like that? Say yes and I’ll make sure that bastard dies without fingers. The child gets to hold me like that. Me only.” 

My brows furrow at him. At his words that are one contradiction after the other. 

“Then let me go. Let me and Millie go.” 

“Can’t.” 

“Why?” 

“Think of it as the eighth wonder of the world. I can’t figure you out. I can’t make a damn 

prediction about you. I can’t let that bastard win again.” 

“Again?” 

I thought this was all about a stupid debt Rhett 

had made. 

What did he mean again? 

And why did it look like it pained him a lot to say 

that? 

“You’re a goddamn apple you know that? Sinful, forbidden and too complicated.” 

“Volkov? Put me down!” 

“Why? Not comfortable enough?” 

“No. I don’t want to sit in the same place you 

wanted to fuck some woman.” 

His righthand lands on my thigh, a myriad of goosebumps pepper my skin like raindrops. 

His thumb strokes my skin traveling higher. 

Higher. My throat constricts. 

Higher. My breasts feel heavy and needy. 

Higher. My hands reach out to his hand to stop 

him. 

“I told you I’d take, Sunshine. You want me to 

bend you over a different desk, I’ll make that 

rad 

happen but the reality of this night is I want to see that soaking pussy up close. 

I want to see it quivering and whimpering for attention as it begs its hunter to get rid of the 

agony. 

I want to watch you and be reminded you are nothing special.”