The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69
“Now, can you let me go?”
My voice was so cold that it cut straight to the bone.
If I knew who the man was, I would kil l him. Or at least try to.
The man seemed to be putting on his clothes and did not
answer.
My entire body shook with rage, with the humiliation of what he’d put me through.
There was a rustle of fabric, the bed shifted with the added
weight of another person, and the man pressed down on me
again.
“You’ve already taken what you wanted from me. Are you going to kil l me now?”
He dropped a surprisingly gentle kiss on my lips, then leaned over to hoarsely whisper beside my ear, “You lied to Roman. You gave him a fake contract. Aren’t you afraid that he’s going
to come after you, k ill you?”
“What does that have to do with you?” I turned my head away
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from him and struggled beneath him, trying to shove him off
of me.
I had been raped by this stranger, still being held by him, and
I was already dying. At this point, I had nothing else to lose; I was no longer afraid of Roman.
The man stopped talking. Then he began to untie me.
As soon as my hands were freed, I ripped of the blindfold.
Da mmit all to h ell!
The light was still off, and the man had already put on the
mask.
He was too far away for me to see him clearly, to make out
anything else about him that I might be able to recognize
later.
If there was a later. His plans for what he was going to do next
were still unknown. I had no idea if I was leaving this room on
my own two feet or in a body bag.
Then again…a body bag had been my original plan.
But I wanted to go out on MY terms, not at the hand of my
ra pist.
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With a jolt, I remembered the dagger I’d placed under the pillow. It had to still be there. I couldn’t picture this guy finding it and not mentioning it.
I quickly shifted to sit at the head of the bed, positioning myself so that he couldn’t see me reach under the pillow. Ever
so slowly, ever so quietly. If I was lucky, he was exhausted and his wolf was resting.
As soon as my fingertips touched the dagger, I grabbed it,
jumped up from the bed, and rushed toward the man.
I crossed the room quickly, raised the knife in both hands, and
stabbed it straight at his chest.
The chest that was no longer there.
He’d taken a step back and easily avoided any type of critical
wound.
The knife only slashed shallowly into his arm as he raised it
reflexively to defend himself.
With a primal scream, I pounced on him, trying to stab him. anywhere I couldn’t. At this point, blood was blood, and rage
had taken over me.
Fresh tears flowed from my eyes as I sobbed and tried to stab
him.
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But it was no use. I was no match for a wolf shifter, no matter
how tired he might be.
He easily grabbed my wrist and took the knife.
“That’s enough!” he roared.
His rough, snarling voice brought me back to my senses, and despair settled over my body like a lead blanket.
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