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Rebel and Sophia's story.
The first of a three part series. This novel contains a small snippet which has already been released in the Owned: An Alpha Anthology, however it is followed by a full story installment.
Sophia
Sometimes, you don't mean to become another person. Sometimes the choice is made for you, and pretending is the only thing that keeps you going. When Alexis Romera is taken and her kidnappers find her fake ID in her purse, she must become Sophia in order to keep her family safe. Revealing her real identity to the man she's sold to would be easy enough, but can she trust him? Hell bent on revenging the murder of his uncle, Rebel doesn't seem all that interested in playing things safe.
In fact, nothing about the secretive, dark and brooding MC president seems safe at all.
Rebel
What do you do when the man who raised you is murdered, and the only witness is kidnapped girl who's being sold as a sex slave? You buy her, of course. As president to the most powerful motorcycle club in America, Rebel isn't lacking in power. There are strings the man can pull, and entire criminal organisations and corporate businesses alike would fall to their knees. However, along with such power comes intense interest. The DEA have their eye fixed solely on the MC...and they're just waiting for Rebel to trip up.Getting Sophia to testify is the only way to bring the Los Oscuros cartel down. The beautiful, dark haired, dark eyed woman is belligerent and uncooperative and unlikely to bend to his will, but Rebel has a few tricks up his sleeve to make her compliant--he'll charm her until she's bending over backwards to please him.
Of course, falling for her might cause a few hiccups along the way...
“You gonna sit down or what?”
I sit down. Arguing with him would be
futile. We sit there, side by side, staring off down the arrow-straight road,
and for a moment I don’t hate him. He pulls a cell phone out of his pocket and
taps something into it, and then he turns to face me, frowning slightly.
“You believe in vengeance?”
“You mean like revenge?”
He shakes his head. “Revenge is a selfish
act. Retaliation for something. Vengeance is a different thing altogether. It’s
about obtaining justice, usually for someone who can’t claim it for
themselves.”
This is an odd line of questioning but I
decide I’ll bite. Maybe I wouldn’t if he were being a jerk like he was a couple
of hours ago, but that’s not what’s happening. He’s pensive, the live wire that
apparently runs through him dulled for the moment. “I don’t know,” I say.
“Probably, in that case.”
“What if I simplified the question?
What if I say, do you believe in justice?
“Then, yes, I do believe.”
“You think you use your brain when you’re
having sex?”
Rebel’s pen freezes on the paper. He turns, then, towering
over me, my face level with his belt buckle. It’s as though I can literally
feel the heat rolling off his body. He’s intimidating and overwhelming, his
presence a powerful force to be reckoned with.
“Oh, Sophia. I use my brain. Every time I sleep with a
woman, I’m using my head to figure out what she likes. How she likes it. What I
can do to have her screaming my name until her throat’s raw.”
“It’s time for you to tell me your name.”
She arches an eyebrow at me. I can just imagine her getting them waxed in some
fancy fucking boutique beauty parlor in Seattle, run by Asian hipsters with
shaved undercuts and thick glasses. She seems like the type. “Why do you want
to know?” she asks, cockiness filling her voice.
“I’m asking because I need
something to call you. And if you don’t tell me your name, I’m going to be
forced to call you One Eighty-One. And I’m guessing you won’t like being called
One Eighty-One.”
“Why would you call me
that?”
“Because that’s the
reference Hector Ramirez gave you when you uploaded your picture onto his skin
site. Hector tags his girls chronologically. The first girl he sold was number
one. The fifty-third girl he sold was tagged fifty-three. Using that logic,
guess how many girls he sold before he tagged you one eight one?”
“So a hundred and eighty
other women came before me?” She looks like she’s going to throw up.
“Exactly. And he hasn’t
been caught. The police haven’t raided his place out there in the desert. No
one has reported his website. No one came to rescue the one hundred and eighty
other girls who came before you, and no one is coming for you, either. So if
you want reminding of that every single time I call you one eight—“
“Sophia!” She screws her eyes shut, clenching
her jaw. “My name is fucking Sophia, motherfucker.” She spits out the words
like they’re poison. When she looks at me again, I can see the fury burning in
the dark depths of her dark brown eyes. She comes alive when she’s angry. A
thrill of adrenalin stabs through me, sending mixed signals to my cock;
provoking such a violent reaction from her is provoking an entirely different
reaction from me. For the first time,
I see her. Fucking Sophia. I don’t
see her as a means to an end—a potential way to take down the bastard who
killed my uncle. I see her. I see her as a woman, and she is beautiful.
“Alright, Sophia. It’s a pleasure to meet
you.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Callie has experienced
many changes throughout her life, and gone through many ups and downs that have
all worked towards shaping and molding her into the person she is today: fun
loving, active, social, and hard working. The only thing that has remained a
constant throughout her life is writing. Creating characters who will tear your
conscience in two is a favorite pastime of Callie’s. There are few real saints
and sinners in her books; more often, the denizens of her stories are all very
human. Broken, flawed, and always with the potential for redemption.
Despite the subject
matter being markedly hot and heavy in comparison to the stories she wrote in
elementary school, there will always be an element of fairytale to her work.
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