Taken by Lies (Truth or Lies 1)

How did she get every bruise?

And most of all, what happened to her that made her forget the truth of what happened to her?

I turn the water off and step out.

Kai stands with her arms crossed as she glares at me.

I grab a towel and start drying off, not caring to hide my body from her. We are both too comfortable with each other’s bodies now. There is nothing left to hide.

“What do you want, Kai?”

“You know what I want,” she breathes.

I roll my eyes. “You don’t always get what you want or even what you need. You of all people should have learned that by now.”

I walk to the closet and begin getting dressed in a dark gray suit.

She follows.

“Why do you sleep on the floor?”

Her eyes widen, and her head whips back. “What?”

“You heard me. Why?”

She doesn’t answer me, she just blinks.

I huff. “You want your questions answered, well I have questions of my own.”

Her breath rises and falls in her chest, pushing her hard nipples toward me.

I close my eyes again, trying to think of anything but her tempting body. In my angered state, I can’t help but want her. And I know my self-control is growing dangerously close to losing.

When I open my eyes, she’s somehow made her body even more appetizing. Her lips are parted, I can see her taunting tongue between her teeth begging to be in my mouth. Her nipples are pointing at me, and her legs are squeezed together as if hiding a secret.

I stride toward her with a look meant to scare her. She doesn’t back down.

She stands taller, stronger.

I growl.

She huffs back.

This is never going to end. I’m never going to be free of her until I understand what she went through—seeing that bastard and the yacht she was tortured on isn’t enough. Only once I hear her story in her own words can I heal her. Only then can I leave and never look back. My favorite house will become hers; I will sail away on my yacht and leave Miami in Langston’s control. I prefer the sea anyway.

I need this to end.

I need to get away from her, stop thinking about her. Then I can go back to fucking any woman and return to my normal life of self-control.

What would end this?

I smirk as the answer finally comes to me.

“How about a game of truth or lies?” I ask.

A slow grin forms on her face. “Stakes?”

“Winner gets to ask the other three questions. Any three questions.”