My back hits the nearest wall, as he pushes me back and cages me in his arm. I can smell his intoxicating cologne as he leans closer and whispers,
"That was a very bad move, doctor. When I say something, I expect it to be obeyed. So what were you thinking?"
I do the only thing that makes sense to me at the time. I deny it.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
He smirks, the vein bobbing on his forehead, dangerously.
"I won't run again."
I say knowing that it's a lie. He has kept me against my will, and I will bolt the first chance I have. He knows it as well as I do.
"You and I both know you'll run just as I loosen my grip, doctor, so here's what will happen if you do."
I see red dots appear on him, my best friend and only family, Attorney General James Prescott.
Tears well up in my eyes as I turn to the man in front of me. My shivering hands crawl up his chest as I beg.
"Please- he isn't involved in this. Let him go."
He seems unaffected. Cold. Calculative.
"Let's make a deal. You run, defy me, or so much as breathe without my permission, I'll blow your cupcakes brains. Deal?"
"Deal" I manage a muffled whisper.
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Juniper Darlington is a saviour. A surgeon. Someone who sees life in people. Someone who loves.
Zachariah Winchester is a killer. Leader of the largest crime syndicate and a painful past. He seems to have it all, but he doesn't.
When Juniper and Zachariah cross paths, destiny rolls the dice and makes them unwilling players in a game of love, betrayal, revenge and heartbreak.
Who falls in love, who walks away unscathed, that depends on how they play the game. A game with no rules. No limits. No boundaries.
Contains explicit rape/abuse. Proceed with caution. I repeat PROCEED WITH CAUTION!
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