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"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life.

"I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement.

"A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better."

Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him?

"Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name.

"You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone.

"Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation.

"Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up."
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Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

Her Master's desire

No one can blame me for wanting to get away from Allison. This moment is precarious for both of us—not just because we shared something intimate, but because our lives are on the line. I need to think, to strategize. And around her, I can't think straight.

So here I am, holed up in a hotel—not the vacation house I lied to Zain about. More importantly, I'm here to meet someone I've recently started talking to, someone with enemies that mirror my own.

Yes. When she first reached out two days ago, I didn't believe it was really her. But now, as I sit here waiting, it all starts making sense. Her father has discarded her the moment he met Allison—cut her out of his Will, erased her from his private dealings like she never mattered at all.

It's brutal. I still don't fully trust her, but something makes me agree to hear her out. That's why I've layered this hotel room with booby traps. If she tries anything, she's done.

Chapter 98