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Akmal

I reached over taking the wine glass from her hand as I spoke. “Prisoners shouldn’t stand around corners listening to their captors conversations. They could possibly hear more than they bargained for. What did you hear Leila and don’t even think about lying to me.”

“Enough to know that my manager probably had something to do with this
kidnapping.”

“And that would not shock you?”

“Honestly no, it only confirms what I already know—that I have no one.”

Akmal could feel a twisting in his chest as she spoke the words. It was so sad to see a woman who had everything—yet nothing.

“Eat—tonight you sleep with me.”

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Thirteen

I could feel myself becoming more protective of this woman whom had been forced into my life. I raised the lavender dress that she wore
over her head; removing it and she stood in nothing but heels and a g-string. The woman was exquisite. I wrapped my fist into her blonde hair and pulled her towards me until we were nose to nose. “You can’t expect me to let you go—don’t make me force you to stay.”

“Where would I go
Akmal? I have questions Akmal—I want to know what you do for a living. Are you a terrorist?”

I laughed as I pulled her away and eyed her, “You think because I am from the Middle East that I am a terrorist? If memory serves me correct that is racial profiling. No my love, I am not a terrorist—I am a man who changes history.

Enough questions. I want to bury my cock in you and watch your eyes roll back in your head as you cry out my name begging for release. You blush so beautifully my love and if I ever catch you eavesdropping or trying to hack into my computers again then I’m going to spank you. I have a very strong desire to hurt you, to make cry, to tear you down—so I can build you back up.” I chuckled as I noted her wide eyed look and continued to speak. “I told you Leila that I’m not the garden variety male when it comes to sex. I enjoy control, discipline, and inflicting sensual pain on my victims—you would do well to take that as a warning—don’t cross me!”

 

 

Lady

His words poured over me like razors layered and dripping with warm honey. They were something that it was necessary to respect and fear, but they could be enjoyable if heeded correctly.

His tongue lapped at a nipple as he looked up at me through hooded eyes. I ran my hands through his hair and remove
d the band that secured it back in a ponytail. It immediately changed his look—taking him from business—to wild and untamed.

“Undress me,” Leila he growled.

My hands shook as I unbuttoned his dress shirt to reveal his smooth chest. I worked my way down to his tailored pants and dropped to my knees pulling them down. A shadow came over his visage as he fisted a handful of my hair and hissed, “Stay down there!”

I licked under the head of his cock and it jumped as a new supply of blood surged into it.

“Did I tell you to touch me?”

He pulled me up by
my hair and led me to the bed placing me on my stomach and pulling my hips back. I could hear the swish of his belt being removed. “No, no, I didn’t mean anything.”

He bent down to eye level and candidly spoke, “I have a beast within Leila and I don’t want to unleash it on a slave. I want you. If you are as connected to me as you appear to be when in my bedroom—this is a part of me that you have to accept. It’s an innate part of me that is dark and can’t be reli
nquished. I need you to accept that part of me if you truly want to experience me on a deeper level.”

I wanted to experience this and I couldn’t think of anyone who I would rather give the submissive part of my nature to. I spoke no words, only shook my head yes.

I could feel his large manicured hand run over my ass and with no warning the crack of the belt. A grunt from somewhere deep within my chest cavity escaped as I clawed at the sheets. As quickly as he had begun his assault on my body he stopped and once again he began to run his hand over my ass. His long fingers dipped between my folds and even I was shocked at how wet I had become.

Maybe I too held
darkness within that I had never been privy to—maybe meeting Akmal was all that I needed to release the beast within. All that I was sure of was the fact that I didn’t want to share that darkness with anyone but Akmal.

 

 

Akmal

I flipped her over and pinned her knees back burying myself into her with one thrust. I breathed deeply as I settled into her no longer thrusting. She felt like home. It was always the same—the mixture of a violent storm and peace—My Leila was my port in the storm.

“You are mine Leila and I will kill anyone who gets near you. You have some decisions that need to made, or someone is going to get hurt!”

I began to pump solid slow thrusts into her.

“Look at me—look at me!”

I wanted to eat this woman alive. I couldn’t remember ever feeling like I wanted to consume someone. I wanted to tear her to pieces and devour every last bit of her—body—mind—soul.

Excitement over the tears that flowed down her beautiful face only spurred me on. The connection between the two of us was undeniable. We were forged in fire—the fires of adversity had only served to solder us
together. I watched as wave after wave of climax rolled over her body. She made me feel so powerful—as if I could do anything.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Fourteen

I sat in a chair drinking coffee as I watched Leila toying with the new top of the line computer that I had given her.
That along with a kindle and the latest greatest phone had her screeching with joy like a kid. It made me happy to see her happy.

“Leila, you are no longer a prisoner, you are free to go—but I don’t want you to go—and I have a plan.
” I continued to talk and she agreed with my proposition. It would be nice to work with her and not just bed her. I wanted more than that from our relationship—I wanted everything—Friends, colleagues, partners, lovers and anything that I could obtain. I wanted all of my Leila.

“Akmal, tell me what you do for a living?”

“I already told you.”

“I know, I know, you are a man who changes history.”

 

 

 

 

Lady

I bit my lip and eyed Akmal, “Stay here with me
while I message Danny.”

“I’m right here but don’t let him know that I’m here
listening.”

It was now or never, I hit the button and requested a skype video call with Danny and in a matter of seconds we were talking as if nothing had changed—but everything had changed and that included me. I wasn’t the same woman that I was when I began this journey in Afghanistan and I would never be the same again.

His ability to appear as if he hadn’t staged my kidnapping infuriated me. I gave him the fake e-mail account that I had set up and informed him that I would be in touch as far as my return to the states.

“Lady, you wouldn’t believe the amount of press that your abduction has caused. People have started a ‘Where’s Lady’ campaign.”

Yeah, well we know that is all that you give a shit about.

“I need to go Danny—I’ll talk to you soon.”

I clicked off the call and sat crying. I should be use to it by now, the betrayal went with my line of work, but it still hurt.

Akmal held me in his arms as I cried. I was glad that he didn’t talk—right now I just needed to cry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Akmal

I grabbed her rushing her back down to my bedroom before she could react.

I jerked my jacket off picking her up and wrapping her in my arms to soothe her as I sat down on the bed. She looked more like she was in shock than anything.

Her voice sounded like a weakened matter of fact cry as she began to speak. “No wonder he didn’t accompany me here. He was the one who said it was dangerous. He was the one who asked me not to come.”

My voice came out like that of a feral growl, “Are you fucking him? Leila, are you fucking him?” She screamed out, “no!” as I began to shake her like a mad man. I soothed her once again after the weight of insane jealousy had run its course.

I grabbed her face cupping it in my hands
, “I won’t let you go—I can’t let you go—you’re part of me now.”

I pulled her dress over her head as she kicked her sandals off. She was so beautiful.

 

 

Lady

I listened to his threats as he fucked me like he hated me.

“You’re mine Leila and don’t you dare forget it. I’ll go to the ends of the earth to find you if you leave me. You have no idea the amount of power that I have. You have worked your way into my system like a drug and I am a man with a habit that has to be fed. You are everywhere—in my head—my heart—my bed—I can’t let you go. You are everything that I have always wanted and have never been able to attain—even with all of my wealth and power. To let you go now would be ludicrous.”

His threats only excited me. Perhaps I am just as twisted as he is.

 

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