by Lindsey Hart
“Where am I? Where have you even taken me?”
“To my island. It’s private. And very, very remote. Quite tropical and pretty though, if you look at it from the right perspective.”
“What perspective is that?”
“Well, you’re free to do whatever you want here. Just don’t entertain any notions of escaping. The nearest bit of civilization is miles across the ocean. When I picked a vacation spot away from the world, I made sure it was truly away from the world.”
“So you’re not going to keep me gagged and bound this entire time?”
“Do you think me an animal?” Cameron shrugged mockingly. Sarah couldn’t decide if the question was rhetorical or not. Her captor’s icy eyes raked over her before flicking back towards her face. “Oh. Yes, I can see you do. Well, there must be an ounce of pity in my cold black heart. I’ll allow you to wonder the island as you see fit. There is food in the house here. Shelter. This bedroom is yours until your brother comes to his senses. You’re not a prisoner per say. You just have to remember, it wasn’t me who instigated this mess that you’re in.”
“No. Of course not. You never have anything to do with the more vile parts of life do you Cameron? You leave that for your goons.”
He shrugged again in that annoying, unruffled manner he had. “I suppose. Someone has to do it. Though in most cases, my hand was forced, just as in this instant.”
“You weren’t forced to do anything! You could easily afford the ten million my brother asked in exchange for those photos.”
“Of course, I could, but what kind of example would that set? Every person in Chicago and even across the country would jump at a chance to force Cameron Spade to cough up some of his hard-earned cash. I would appear weak and weak is something I am not.”
Sarah could tell by Cameron’s clenched teeth and tight jaw that he meant every single word he said. She actually pitied the poor bastards who crossed him. She would never have done so had life not necessitated it.
“So, I have free run of this island. I can go wherever I want?” Sarah forced out.
“Suit yourself. The island isn’t large. You won’t find many places to go.”
“And if I should get the notion to try and swim to safety somewhere?”
Cameron’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits. “I wouldn’t be foolish enough to try. The ocean is unforgiving and unmerciful. You would die before you made it a mile and I can assure you, the nearest island is much, much further away than that.”
Sarah swallowed back an angry retort. She forced herself to remain as calm and unruffled as Cameron himself. “Don’t worry then,” she said evenly. “I can’t swim.”
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LIST OF BOOKS
By Lindsey Hart
Beastly Love Boxset
A Husband for Beauty
Beautiful Encounter
Captivated by The Beast
Jordan
Scars of Love
Free & Wild
Burning Touch
Against His Will
Her Captor
By Rose Chapman
Beauty & The Jerk in Beastly Love Boxset
Romantic Takeover: Seduced
Romantic Takeover: Baby Matchmaker
Romantic Takeover: Hijacked by Her Greek Boss