Bought by my brother-in-law's friend

nated the faces of the bidders, but all Isabella Blake could focus on was one man-Marcus Hale. She had

a chill run down her spine at the staggering figure. She never imagined her

er brother's best friend, the one she had admired from a distance during her teenage years. But the man standing before

e stepped closer. "You're mine now. No one else can hur

t back, her voice trembling with defiance. "You can have my bo

restimate the situation, Isabella. You are already trapped, and

that made her heart race. "I bought you not to save you from anyone, but becaus

else-something dangerous-swirling within her. "If you want my body,

tone low and chilling. "I want to break you, to push you to your limits

just a captor; he was someone who relished in control, someone who found pleasure in her pai

want, but you will never own my spirit. I will fight you eve

through her. "Oh, I look forward to your resistance. It

caught in a web of power and desire, and she had to find a way

nsion. The walls were adorned with art and luxury, but it felt like a prison. She was a pawn in hi

a smug grin on his face. "Are you ready to talk about your new role i

assigned me," Isabella shot back, her h

with a predatory light. "And deep down, you know the

ttling against the strange thrill his presence ignited within her. "You

yourself," Marcus replied, stepping closer, his voice a low

attraction she could not deny. She wanted to hate him, to rebel against everything

her, often taunting her with cryptic remarks about her future, p

e, their faces inches apart. "You're so strong-willed, Isabella.

me," she replied, refusing to ba

e. "We'll see about that. I have all the ti

s, trapped in a dangerous game where the stakes were her very soul. And as much as she wanted t

ght for freedom was just beginning, and the line betwee