Cognac Vixen by Nicole Fox EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Status: Available for Free Download
- Authors: Nicole Fox
- Language: English
- Genre: Romantic Suspense
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Size: 2 MB
- Price: Free
CORA
The moment the silhouette appears in the doorway at the top of the stairs, my
heart sinks.
“Don’t look so fucking grim,” Mikhail scolds as he saunters down into the
room. “Your fiancé has come to claim you at last. You’re going home.”
I don’t know where Mikhail plans to take me, but it won’t be home. And he
sure as fuck isn’t my fiancé.
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” I spit with as much venom as I can
muster. But it’s hard to sound tough when your hands are still bound to a
chair. “Where did Francia go?”
She left as soon as Mikhail showed up without so much as a goodbye. I
wonder what could be more important than keeping two women prisoner in
this dank, depressing basement.
His eyebrows spring upward. “You’d prefer to be down here with that crazy
bitch over me?”
“You’re the one working with her.”
“Means to an end, darling,” he drawls. “Francia is simply a means to an end.”
I’m the “end” he’s talking about. But whatever Mikhail is hoping will happen
here today, he’s mistaken. I refuse to let Mikhail fucking Sokolov be the end
of my story.
I scan the dungeon again. There are two doors: the main one Mikhail just
came through and the locked side door where Francia dragged Jorden’s
unconscious body through earlier. Aside from those, there’s no way out. Not
unless I can kill Mikhail and use his dead body like a battering ram. Which,
hello—hands still bound in chains here.
“If Francia is a means to an end, what is Jorden?” I ask. “You haven’t
checked on her in a while. She should be awake by now.”
At least, I hope she’s awake by now. If she isn’t, I’m not sure what that
means for her survival. Can people die from chloroform or whatever the hell
they used to knock us out?
His eyes dart to the door and his jaw flexes. “Gone.”
My entire body goes cold. “… Gone? What does that mean? She isn’t gone.
She’s—”
“Alive and gone,” he corrects wearily, as if feigning human emotion is
exhausting for him. Poor guy. No one ever has enough pity for sociopaths.
“She isn’t useful, so we pawned her off. The going rate on pretty women with
no family to search for them isn’t bad. You should remember that. If I get
bored with you, you’ll end up in the same place.”
She’s alive. I should be relieved, but it’s cold comfort if the rest of what
Mikhail is saying is true.
Jorden, my best friend, trafficked to some sicko who thinks they can own a
human being. Jorden, the life of the party who just wanted to be taken care of
and loved, sold off to God only knows who. The horror of it is too much to
process. Like so much else about this experience, I bottle it up and shove it
down deep.
For More Read Download This Book
EPUB