She’s the shy girl.
The one you’d never notice.
But I did.
I watched her, studied her.
While she worked in the library, meticulously rearranging books as though she’d written them herself.
I wanted her… so I made her an offer she couldn’t refuse.
Tell me your deepest, darkest wish…
And I will make it come true.
One whisper …
One single wish …
And I bought her soul.
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The door opens. First a foot is visible. Then the black suit. Another foot. The man with the square jaw steps inside my room again, his thin lips tugging at the corner into a rugged lopsided smile.
I freeze in place as he closes the door behind him, the click of the lock falling into place making my heart jump. Every step he takes is another one that forces me to stay put, as though his very presence is enough to make my body falter. My muscles fail to listen to me when I tell them to move. When I want to raise a fist and punch him for daring to get close.
Instead, I just stand there, gazing at both myself and him in the mirror, wondering why he did all of this to me … and what he’s planning to do.
As he walks closer, I hold my breath until he’s so close I can practically feel his body against mine. He looks at me through the mirror, his tongue darting out briefly like a wolf would when it’s about to eat.
“You look … beautiful,” he says, his voice luscious, almost sexy. “Peculiar choice of dress, but I can appreciate that,” he muses, and he places a hand on my shoulder. Goose bumps scatter on my skin. “Look at yourself … So pretty yet so violent, those thoughts swirling inside your head.”
I spin on my heels, forcing his hand to drop from my shoulder. Even though my heart is racing, I come face-to-face with the man who trapped me.
“Who are you?”
That same dark, almost hungry smile appears. “Call me Eli.”
Eli … such an innocent name for such a devilish man.
“What do you want from me?” I ask.
“What I want?” he snorts, almost as if to laugh at me. “No, Amelia. This is what you wanted.”
My eyes widen as fire rages through my chest. “What I wanted? I never asked to be locked up like some pet.”
Suddenly, his hand is on my neck, fingers twisted around my flesh, causing me to gasp. “You asked …” His grip loosens, and his thumb caresses me so softly it confuses the hell out of me. “And I am here to make your wish come true.”
Tears well up in my eyes from my predicament. “What do you plan on doing to me?”
He cocks his head and bites his bottom lip, his eyes glazing over my body as though he’s taking in all that he owns. “Whatever I choose … Because that is what you asked for: To be punished.”
“I take it back,” I say as a tear rolls down my cheek.
His hand slides up my neck, gently caressing my face until he reaches my cheek, where he picks up the lonely tear with his index finger and glares at it for a moment. “Too late.”
He grabs my hand, lifting it up. My eyes close, expecting pain.
But I’m surprised by a gentle kiss on the top of my hand. His rugged lips feel hot on my skin, and turmoil breaks my heart in two. This handsome stranger has taken me into what I assume is his home, but it cost me my freedom. All because of that one question he asked me.
His lips part again. “I will see you tonight.”
Then he turns around and marches off, leaving me with nothing except more insufferable questions that I don’t know the answers to.
He leans back again in the chair and places both hands on the armrests like a king judging his people. “Tell me again what you told me in that library,” he says. “Your deepest, darkest wish.”
I gasp. I’ve tried so hard not to remember why I said those words. And I know that’s the reason he forces me to say them out loud.
I look down at my own knees, wondering how I got here. Why I gave in so easily and whether it’s going to be worth it in the end. “I asked to be punished.”
“Exactly,” he replies. “Now look at me.”
When I do what he asks, his hand moves down to his belt, which he slowly unbuckles. Then he pulls the button on his pants and zips down. I gulp when he nudges down his boxer shorts, and his cock springs out.
I’ve seen my fair share of men, but this … he’s so huge that it almost makes my eyes fall out. His tongue briefly darts out to wet his lips, and I’m suddenly hyperaware of the fact I was staring. But my body still tenses up as he grasps his cock. What is he going to make me do? Will he tell me to pleasure him as a punishment?
He starts rubbing himself in front of me. At first it’s slow, careful, like he’s taking his time to enjoy himself. And I keep my eyes on him, not because he asked me to, but because I want him to know exactly what I feel and think about him. Because I’m waiting for him to pull the trigger, get up, and fuck me.
But as the more time passes and the harder he jerks off, the more I’m beginning to doubt my own conclusions. When he stands, I take a deep breath. Here he comes.
I close my eyes and wait for the inevitable. All men eventually end up savages.
The longer I wait, the more it seems like forever.
“Look at me,” he growls.
When I open my eyes, he’s still right in front of me, furiously jerking himself off. His tip is right near my forehead, and I don’t move an inch. His eyes are filled with fire, the kind that sets a soul alight and burns with a passion that shoots the pleasure right up your veins. And for a moment, I’m in awe of this man, this captor of mine who has taken my breath away.
His thick cock glistens with pre-cum, and it drips down onto my skin. Drip. Drip. Drip. I swallow when the droplet is large enough to roll down my nose and onto my lips. His hand reaches for my face, his thumb gently nudging my jaw down until my lips part, and the droplet rolls into my mouth like a salty afternoon snack.
The groan that emanates from his chest pushes all my buttons. I don’t know why it affects me this much. Or why I let this man do these things to me without putting up a fight. Or why … my pussy is flushing with heat and desire.
I’ll have to be honest, I did have to wonder what the hell I was reading?! The description held so much promise, and whilst I was wondering on wether to continue or not, the next page caught my eye, and then the next page, and then the next….. And before you know it, I’m hooked!! That is the first book I’ve ever read that I was really uncomfortable with the male character, I couldn’t get a bead on him, he was so closed off and even when he spoke to himself, he just felt really sinister!! Eli sees her as an angel, but he knows that no one is that innocent, she will fall eventually, and when she does, then he will punish her!! We see him as a young man, we see his struggle with his father. Does this shape him into the man he is today? I’d have to say yes. Both his father and Eli fight for dominance! Amelia a feeling of being watched is making her feel really wary!! And at work a man watches her, this scares and excites her. What does he want? And does he see the dark side of her? She gives off that vibe of quite a loner, yes she has a boyfriend, but I don’t think she’s happy in that relationship…..And when Eli asks her what her darkest desire is, she answers quickly and to her own surprise truthfully. Being hustled out of the library and Into his car, Amelia hasn’t a clue what’s going on, and then to her horror she’s injected!! He’s drugged her!! What the hell has she let herself in for?? And from there is a series of games and questions that Eli sets for her, if she gets them wrong her punishment is swift! We get flashbacks of their pasts. How Amelia lost her parents at an early age. And how Eli’s mother never loved him at all!! There are a few moments where I had to decide on wether or not to continue, but like Amelia I was drawn back in, and then there were the OMG moments, the comprehension of what I was reading, how the lives of these two couple were intertwined, and how Eli really couldn’t walk away. And how he hated her for it!! There are many scenes I found uncomfortable, (forced orgasms) but still I needed to read more. But the further I got into this book, the more I wanted to know, and I also wanted Eli to fall for his captive, to question his motives. I also wanted to know what she was asking to be punished for! Secondary characters Soren, Tobias and Mary just added more layers to this compelling tale. And the other women! It’s sounds like a brain washing facility (they are not what society claims them to be?!) The story is told really well, the atmosphere is set, the tension is always taught, and at any moment the pace changes, and so it keeps you off balance. But as time goes by can Amelia really trust Eli?She looks at him as a madman, but there us something in the back of her mind, just teasing her with a memory….Can he help her remember what she did? Do the punishments help or hinder her? And if given the opportunity would she, could she leave? Run away and never look back? And what is it he wants her to admit to? The role Eli plays is a dangerous game, he wants her, he knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t help himself. If only she would remember what she did, then they can be together. Tobias and Soren repeatedly warn Eli he’s too involved, but he’s not listening, he thinks he can handle her. But is he as trapped as she is? And then it goes and ends on a cliffhanger!!! NO!!! NO!!!NO!!! I need to know what happens next……
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he’s a dog too. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.
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