There were always whispers about my roommate at Hillcrest Academy.
The wealthiest of the wealthy sent their kids to our boarding school, and Brooke Bennett had
been at the top, though I never quite knew why.
She was fun and outgoing, but she kept quiet
about her family. The only things she showed me were photographs of her brothers.
I became fascinated with her second-oldest brother. Kai Bennett.
He was the most of them all. Smoldering. Hypnotic. Alluring.
Kai had eyes that pulled me in and a face that haunted my dreams.
Then I met him.
He came to our school with their father, and that’s when I learned what kind of family Brooke
came from. They were mafia, and Brooke’s oldest brother was dead. Her father said accident, but
Brooke said murder.
Three months later, her father died, and Kai became the head of the Bennett Family. Brooke left
Hillcrest for good, and that was the last time I saw her.
Fourteen years later, I’m staring at her face on the television. Brooke is missing.
Two days later, Kai Bennett kidnaps me.
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“I felt his pulse too. It was as fast as mine.
“You may hate me. You may loathe me.” His hand slid back from my neck and moved down
agonizingly slowly, between my breasts to my stomach.
I gasped, and he slid his hand under my pajama shorts until they rested over my clit. I surged
upward at his touch, my head falling back, everything in me starting to tremble.
One of his fingers dipped inside of me. “But you goddamn want me.” And with that, a second
finger joined his first and he took hold of my tank, his mouth slamming down on mine.”
