Adam's eyes flashed with anger. “What about my prize?” “She hasn't said she loves you, and you're not married either...” “I can call her here now, and get her to confess her love for me.” “I know. You must have blackmailed her...” “I don't pay for affection. I never have.” “Of course not. Has any woman ever dared to avoid your advances? They're afraid of you. They're afraid of what will happen if they don't do everything you want.” “Do you think women come to my bed out of fear?” Ryan thought. “Maybe not these women you're used to lying with. They're older than you, almost twice your age or more, and they're single and needy. They must find it exciting that a younger man is attracted to them, to their withered and wrinkled bodies, but their pleasure lies in their ego, which you inflame, and not in your performance in bed.” “I don't like girls. Everyone in the family knows that.” “Because you're complacent. You always want what's easiest and don't bother lookin
Adam stared at Genevieve. “Is that how you feel?” “I didn't feel that way before...” “That's not something you should sort out with me.” He said and looked suggestively at Ryan. Ryan stood up. “I'm tired. I have a long day tomorrow.” He said and left. Genevieve looked at Adam. “Your cousin is a coward... Is that how you see me?” “No.” “I'm never getting into bed with Ryan again.” Adam stood up and looked at her in doubt for a moment, but then made up his mind. “You should never have gone to bed with him.” He said and left. Genevieve tried to hold back her tears. Adam had always been a good lover, but he'd refused to go to bed with her after a night of drinking when she'd taken an interest in Ryan. They were so alike... But Adam had all the qualities of a more mature man. He had experience with his hands and tongue and knew how to bring out the sensuality and ardor in a woman, whereas Ryan was careless, lazy and didn't take pleasure in giving pleasure. He w
She seemed afraid, despite all her boldness, and he could feel the trembling in her hand. Anna pulled him back onto the bed and he let himself go. She stopped and looked at the bed and released him. He began to enjoy himself. He understood what she wanted, but he couldn't. Ryan might find out, and he suspected that this girl was like a drug. The longer he stayed around her, the more dependent he would become. He needed to get away, because he felt he wasn't the same man anymore. “You'd better not.” He said and saw her eyes get hurt. “I know. Sometimes I talk too much... But you weren't very flattering with your choices...” “No.” “I understand.” She said and walked over to the window and stood with her back to it. “You must decide for me. Tomorrow, you think you'll know...” Anna was interrupted by the surprise of Adam grabbing her violently, pushing her to the wall, and encircling her with both arms, she lowered her head towards him, started breathing fast, her eyes c
“They didn't mention what the offense was?” Anna asked, wondering if they were all Ryan's lovers, too. “I've heard little. But... Ryan was never a very sensitive young man. Perhaps his more skillful and kinder talk only hides his true personality, and he may even be worse than the Alpha. Even Genevieve, who usually condescends to him, was hurt.” “Do you think Ryan is bad?” “Maybe he is. But who cares...?” She said and looked at Anna with regretful eyes. “But... Maybe I'm wrong. I hope so, because very soon you'll find out...” “Have they ever given up on the women they choose to...” “I'm sorry, miss, but no. Once you've been chosen, there's no going back.” “Why are they so cruel? They're rich and Adam told me that they're part of a pack, which must be some club of rich, arrogant young men, where, of course, Adam is the leader, because I've heard you call him Alpha... They don't look like they need to subjugate women to... They can afford it!” The cook laughed. “M
Anna could no longer see anything. She felt as if a hand of ice was squeezing her heart inside her chest. Why had Greta been sentenced to death? She knew that only one person could answer that question, without fear of retaliation. Adam. She opened the kitchen door and ran up the stairs. She knew that Adam would rather see a three-day-old dead possum in his room than her right now, but she had to face him and save Greta. She was in the hall when Ryan saw her and came to meet her. “I really needed to talk to you. My cousin has only given me until midnight tonight for you to agree to be my wife...” “Not now, Ryan. I need to talk to Adam urgently.” He looked at her curiously. “You speak his name with alarming intimacy...” Anna looked at Adam's bedroom door, and her anxiety increased. “Can we talk later?” “Why not now? He's not here. He's gone out to... To sort out some business.” Anna felt her eyes water. “Take me to him, please?” “Have you gone mad? Even the m
Ryan became enraged and approached her and violently took the bottle from her hand and held it tightly against her body. “Maybe you just need to try something new. How about feeling something else inhabiting your body? How about my sperm?” He said and even though Anna struggled, he managed to rip off her blouse. Anna thought about screaming, but no one would help her in that place. “Let her go.” The voice sounded quiet and sensual, and they both turned to look. Genevieve was standing in the doorway, looking sexy and bored at the same time. “You don't want to be the next to die because of that girl, do you?” She asked and walked over to the drinks shelf. “What were you drinking?” She asked herself. Ryan let go of Anna and pulled himself together. Anna held her blouse in her hands. She was too scared and grateful to say anything. “What are you doing here, Genevieve?” Ryan asked angrily. “I needed a drink.” She replied and turned to Anna. Her eyes were debauched. “Haven
Suddenly, the tension dissipated, and Anna was talking about her plans to the cook, who was helping her with some ideas, too. The men went to arrange for the ingredients to be bought, and Anna put tablecloths and utensils on the tables. She spent the afternoon preparing dinner, and she was happy. When everything was ready, she went upstairs to change. She chose jeans and a T-shirt, as she felt safer in these clothes. What Ryan had tried to do to her was still fresh in her mind, and she was trying to hide it somehow. As she descended the stairs. Kate was standing there, looking at the office door, and when she saw her, she left without saying anything. Anna went to the office door and heard Ryan's voice. “I want her in the green house, and tomorrow all the men in the family will be here.” “She's going to marry me.” “You only had today to convince her, and I know you spent the day doing what you always do.” “You haven't won over a girl and now you want to get bac
“I'm not going to the green house.” Anna said resolutely, but at that moment she understood something unusual, and in front of the woman's surprised gaze she amended. “Adam loves me. He won't take me to a place where I'll be unhappy.” “Are you crazy, miss?” The woman said and laughed. “Now I understand why Adam is keeping you out of his house. You're fun!” The woman said and approached Anna menacingly. “He can't love human trash like you, my dear. I'm the perfect bride for him.” “I don't know who you are, but I know he won't marry you.” The woman raised her hand and put it to Anna's throat, who stood there waiting, defiant. When she saw Anna's look of defiance, her anger increased and so did the pressure of her hand on Anna's throat, which was bravely enduring the pain. She decided that she would kill Anna right then and there, but let go of her when she heard Genevieve's melodious voice behind her. “The boss won't like that.” “Maybe he will.” The woman said without l