Betrayed by Truths (Truth or Lies 2)

“Let m

e go,” I say, changing the subject even though our bodies don’t agree. I throb, wanting more of him but determined not to give in to the stupid wants of my broken body.

“I can’t,” he says.

I glare. And I know he will never let me go. Not because his cock is begging for me, but because he thinks of me as his property. He can pretend to be self-righteous all he wants. I know the monster within him.

I get up in a huff, but it feels more like I’m ripping my body from his. Each step I take toward the house is difficult. I want to go back.

What is wrong with me?

I storm into the house.

“Miss Miller, can I get you anything?” Westcott asks as soon as I enter.

“Is Archard here?”

He narrows his gaze. “Yes.”

I frown. Is Archard here to tell me it’s time to start the games?

“Where is he?”

Westcott hesitates. “Mr. Black’s office.”

I frown at the way he says Enzo’s last name, but I won’t argue about it now. I stomp to the office.

“I need a word with you, Archard,” I say.

He’s relaxing on the couch in the office.

“Mr. Rinaldi said you would.”

“What? Enzo said I would want to talk to you?”

He nods.

Fuck Enzo.

“And what did he say I wanted to talk to you about?”

“You wanted to speak to Archard about me letting you go,” Enzo says from behind me.

I ignore Enzo. “Enzo can’t hold me captive. He’s no longer Black. He has no power. If this is to be a fair fight, I should be free to leave.”

Archard looks over my shoulder to Enzo.

“Don’t look at him! Look at me. If you are not loyal to Enzo, then ensure this game is fought fair. I can’t properly prepare if I’m a prisoner.”

Archard sighs. “You’re right. Enzo is no longer Black.”

I smile, turning to Enzo to demand he let me go free.

“But there is nothing in the contract between the families that says this game is fought fairly. You are welcome to do whatever acts you please in regards to each other. You can try to undermine, hurt, steal, deter, even kill one another in preparation for the games. The games don’t pause just because it’s not one of the five tasks.”

I gasp.

“Enzo can’t use the power of Black to hold you here. But he can use whatever means he desires. Force, wit, lust.” Archard stands. “If you want to go free, then you have to figure out how to do it yourself. I can’t be involved.”