EXCERPT FROM
HELD FIRM
A Dark Mafia Romance
“From this moment forward, you’ll do what I say, when I say. I know you don’t have a phone, but that includes any form of communication.”
“You mean like smoke signals?” she snapped.
“I’m serious!”
“Or what, you’ll hit me again?” she demanded, recalling the sharp slap he’d delivered in the bedroom.
“I don’t hit women,” he retorted. “Spank them, yes, and that’s different, very different.”
“Why do you, uh, do that?”
As he tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, a thrilling, unfamiliar sensation rippled through her body.
“It’s in my nature,” he murmured, “and it’s not always about discipline.”
Heat suddenly flamed across her face.
Goosebumps popped across her skin.
Sparks fired through her nerves.
“Bianca, you will play by my rules or this won’t work.”
She wanted to say something, anything, but her voice refused to cooperate.
“You’re out of danger for the moment, but there’s no telling what will happen as this situation develops,” he said solemnly. “You need to be in the habit of following my lead. There may be a moment when our lives depend on it, but if you have a problem with the way I do things, I can always take you to a hotel and drop you off. As the old saying goes, it’s my way or the highway. In this case, it’s my way or a hotel. Which is it going to be, Bianca?”