Trapped by Lies (Truth or Lies 3)

And then I see her, standing out at the front of the boat, like a goddess protecting all on her ship.

“You’re here,” I breathe out relief and run to her to throw my arms around her body.

“Yes, Milo left as soon as he saw your boat approaching. He was just trying to scare us and let us know that he knows you have me,” she says.

My hands run over her body, looking for any evidence of injury. I run my hands through her hair, touching her scalp, her face, her neck, her arms. Then over her stomach, hips, and legs.

“I’m okay. He didn’t touch me. He was just threatening us, letting us know our time is up,” she says.

“His time is up.”

“You have a plan?” she asks.

“I have a plan. But it doesn’t involve Rowan. I think he’s a traitor. I think he’s on Milo’s side.”

“Then how are we going to defeat Milo without Rowan’s help?”

“I have a plan,” I lie.

“Tell me.”

I promised to tell her, but I can’t. I don’t want to worry her. I don’t want to make promises to her I can’t keep. And the only promise I’ve made so far is that I won’t let another man hurt her. And I won’t. I fucking won’t.

Instead of answering her with words, I answer her with my lips.

I kiss her so hungrily I don’t know how her lips don’t detach from her body.

She throws her arms around my neck, clearly okay with me distracting us with sex instead of answering her questions.

But I don’t want to fuck her here. I want to fuck her in her bed where she belongs. And where she will stay until Milo is dead. And I’ve dealt with Rowan.

I grab her ass, and she throws her legs around me easily without a fight. She wants me as badly as I want her.

Our lips dance with each other, vicious and reckless as I carry her from the upper decks down to ours. We pass plenty of my crew on board, but they quickly move out of the way.

When I unlock the door to my cabin, I shout for everyone to get the fuck out. Westcott is all who is left. And I give him a disappointed glare. He had one job, to keep Kai safe, and he couldn’t do it.

Fuck him.

He’s lucky if he has a job after I handle Milo.

I slam the door shut behind us, effectively locking out the entire world. And then I carry her to the door only she can unlock.

“Unlock it,” I say.

She looks at me hesitantly, and I’m sure she can guess why I want to fuck her in her room. This is where I told her to go, and she defied me.

If she defies me now, she will regret it.

Slowly, she enters the password and shows her face, the key to unlocking her door.

I carry her inside the room that has never been slept in.

I throw her onto the bed.

“You promised me you would come here. You promised me you would be safe. Do you usually break your promises, Miss Miller?”

She breathes, heavily panting as her legs fall open on her bed. “I was safe.”