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

rage that she dared to threaten him now, when his entire world had been ripped apart.
    “It’s not a threat,” she whispered. “It’s a promise.”
    He shifted forward, but before he could stand, Hannah sprung to her feet and raced back toward the ocean. He leapt after her, eliminating her brief head start in three large strides. Grabbing her hips, he spun her around and bent low, tipping her over his shoulder.
    “Let me go!” she screamed, driving a fist into his back. “Put me down!”
    Jackson responded by securing one arm around her thighs, banding them tightly together as he turned and started back up the beach.
    He’d given her the chance to play nice.
    Now they were going to play his way.

CHAPTER FIVE
    Hannah
    All the way back to the house, Hannah beat Jackson’s back with her fists as hard as she could, but it was like his skin had turned to stone along with his heart.
    His heart was always stone.
    You were a fool to think differently and a fool to let him know you care. He’ll just use it against you, another weapon in his crazy, senseless war against a dead woman.
    “I’m not Harley!” Hannah sobbed as Jackson walked around the side of the house, cutting through the garden. She hated the tears filling her eyes. She wasn’t sad, she was livid, but apparently her stupid body didn’t understand the difference. “I didn’t do anything to you! You have no right to punish me.”
    “I don’t need a right. You sold yourself to me,” Jackson said in an infuriatingly cold voice. “I can do what I want with the things that I own.”
    “I’m not a thing, you bastard,” she said, delivering another hard punch to his muscled back that, again, seemed to have absolutely no effect. “I’m a person. An innocent person.”
    “No one is innocent,” he said, flipping her upright so suddenly the world spun and her knees buckled.
    Before she could even attempt to regain her balance, Jackson’s strong hands gripped her hip and the back of her neck, bending her in half and shoving her forward. She fell onto her hands and knees, knowing as soon as she felt the hard plastic beneath her fingers where she was.
    The cage. She was in the cage.
    She spun in time to see Jackson slide the lock home and wailed at him through the bars, “No! Let me out! You can’t leave me in here!”
    Jackson stood and turned, walking away with that slow, predatory gait of his, as if he couldn’t care less that he’d locked a woman he had just made love to in a dog kennel.
    “Stop!” she screamed as he crossed the patio. “I’m not a criminal! I’m not an animal. I don’t deserve to be treated this way!”
    He paused with his hand on the sliding glass door and turned, glancing over his shoulder with a pitiless expression on his face. “No one gets what they deserve, Hannah. If you didn’t realize that before, you certainly will now.”
    And then he opened the door and stepped inside, ignoring her shouted, “Wait!”
    She sucked in a breath, frightened by the sound that emerged from her parted lips. It was half whimper, half growl, and all crazy. If he left her in here for any length of time, she was going to lose her mind. She could already feel the narrow plastic walls tightening around her, the thin metal web of the bars digging into her skin, slicing her sanity into pieces.
    “Let me out,” she moaned as she wedged herself into the corner of the kennel, her knees tucked to her chest. “Please, let me out. Please.”
    But there was no one to hear her beg. The garden beyond the patio was quiet and empty. The only sounds breaking the silence were the wind through the leaves and the insects buzzing and clicking in the soft blue light.
    Dusk had fallen on the journey back to the house. Before long, it would be dark and she would be alone until morning. She knew Jackson wasn’t coming back for her any time soon. There would be no one to plead with for her freedom until Eva brought her breakfast tray in the morning and for