Desperate Domination (Bought by the Billionaire #3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

secrets her sister must have been keeping.
    Taking a deep breath, Jackson lifted his head and opened his eyes. Hannah was mirroring his position, her legs curled to her chest and her arms wrapped around her knees, concealing most of her nakedness. They’d spent the past week having boundary-pushing sex and he’d just had her so hard his balls still ached, but he felt like he was looking at a stranger.
    He didn’t know how to talk to her or be with her and he was too fucked up to cross that bridge just yet. It was better not to think too much about what to do with Hannah, at least not until he had the information he needed.
    “Hannah Elisabeth,” he said, even her name softer and sweeter in his mouth than Harley’s. “Pretty.”
    Her lashes fluttered as her gaze fell. “Thank you.”
    “So what is your last name, Hannah Elisabeth?”
    She glanced up sharply before dropping her eyes back to the sand and hugging her legs tighter to her chest. “I’d rather not say. If that’s okay.”
    “It’s not. I need to know Harley’s last name. I already know Garrett, the one she gave me, wasn’t it.”
    Hannah shook her head, her damp, tangled hair moving heavily around her shoulders. “I’m sorry. I can’t tell you. My family has enemies. That’s why my aunt and I are in hiding. I haven’t told anyone my real last name in years.”
    “What kind of enemies?” he asked, wondering if maybe Hannah wasn’t so innocent after all.
    “The kind who kill people,” she said, her face paling. “Harley’s accident wasn’t an accident. Someone drove the car she was in off the road. There was reason to believe I would be next so…we ran. It’s been just Sybil and me ever since.”
    “Why would someone want you and your sister dead?”
    “I don’t know for sure. I have theories, but I’m not ready to share them,” she said, her mouth set in a stubborn line. “All I can tell you is that it was nothing Harley or I did. She might not have been innocent, but she’d done nothing to earn her way onto a killer’s hit list.”
    “I understand not being ready to share your secrets with me,” he said in a patient voice. “But what you don’t understand is that if you don’t tell me your last name, you’re going to make a new enemy. And I’ll be able to get to you a lot easier than anyone else who means you harm.”
    Hannah’s lips parted in shock. “Are you threatening me?”
    “I’d rather not, but if you won’t give me what I need…”
    “B-but I’m not Harley,” she sputtered.
    “I believe you, and I don’t want to punish an innocent woman any more than I have already,” he said, muscles tensing, ready to spring after her if she decided to run. “But I need to know the truth. Give me a name and we’ll be finished with questions. For now.”
    Her clever gaze darted to the right before returning to his. She was going to run. He almost hoped she would so he would have something to do with all the frustrated rage coursing through him.
    “I can’t tell you,” she said with another shake of her head. “If it were only me, it wouldn’t matter, but I have to think about Aunt Sybil. I can’t put her at risk.”
    “She won’t be in danger,” he said. “I won’t tell anyone anything about you or your aunt. I just need to know Harley’s last name.”
    Hannah went still, holding his gaze in the fading light. “I can’t. Please ask me something else.”
    “I thought you said you cared about me,” Jackson said, unable to keep the hard edge from his voice. “Aren’t you supposed to trust the people you care for?”
    Her eyes narrowed. “I also said I thought you were out of your mind. So until you prove otherwise, no, I don’t trust you. And if you hurt me because I refuse to answer this question, then I will trust you even less and you will never get what you want from me.”
    “Now you’re making threats?” he asked in a low, dangerous voice, some primitive part of him gnashing its teeth in