Saving Simona (Alone In The World Trilogy) Read Online Free

before, child. Methinks you are the precious peach that Harland brought in for himself two nights ago.” His eyes narrowed. “He decided to keep you within our ranks without my permission?”
    The girl nodded, her eyes downcast. “Yes, sir.” She glanced up at Leander before she darted her eyes away. She was clearly unsure of what to make of the man in front of her. As the ring did not target her for Leander himself, she never had the misfortune of knowing Leander intimately before she was properly trained in knowing the ways of pleasing a man. If Harland had brought her in, though, she must have had some sort of skill or experience that made him want to come back for more.
    Leander narrowed his eyes further. “Well, that is peculiar news. However, I suppose Harland figured that if you were in the ring, then he could use you whenever he so pleased. I see that he forgot that my men may not touch a single strand of the hair on my beautiful daughters’ heads.” He glanced down the line at the other girls to see if there were any other newcomers before he turned back to the platinum-haired girl. “What is your name?”
    “Helene Pond, sir.”
    Leander was quiet for a moment, once again moving Helene’s head side to side before he pulled her out of the line, circling her body, his eyes scanning her up and down. “I must admit,” he began, “Harland does choose nicely. I daresay that there will men of all sectors of wealth that would be interested in having you be intimate with them, once I have broken you and taught you the ways of this world.”
    Helene stared down at the ground, her pointed chin nearly meeting the neckline of her Byzantium satin gown. Gia felt sorry for Helene. The brunette remembered how intimidating Leander had been when she had been taken. She believed that his charm, attractive visage, and no-nonsense personality were what caused women to cower in his presence, especially upon the first meeting. He gets more terrifying with time , Gia thought to herself, trying to fight a shudder as her mind flipped to different things that she had heard or seen Leander do to those who betrayed him or the ring over the years.  Gia could see that Helene was terrified.
    Once Leander had finished his inspection of the girl, he positioned one hand on her lower back, and placed the other on her shoulder. He pushed in, forcing Helene to straighten her posture and stand taller. “First rule,” Leander started, pushing harder so that her back curved even more than it already had, “is that corsets must remain tied at their maximum. Remove your dress and correct the error.” When Helene did nothing, Leander’s quick-fire anger began to show through, and he shoved the girl to the floor, his eyes ablaze. “Now, wench!”
    Helene’s eyes widened in fear, and she scrambled to do as she was commanded. She hastily ran her fingers down the front fastenings as she stood back up, the matte black buttons slipping from beneath her nimble fingers as she tried to be quick enough for Leander’s pleasing. Within a minute the smooth material slipped off of Helene’s shoulders, the open top gathering around the girl’s hips. She reached behind herself, struggling to undo the laces by herself. Tears begin to rim her eyes when she found herself unable to grasp at the ribbon on her own, her hands falling forward as she bit at her lip nervously.
    Leander shook his head and clicked his tongue. “ Tsk. All beauty and not an ounce of brains in sight,” Leander said after a moment, shaking his head. “What a pity.” He turned his eyes to Gia, nodding her way. “My love, if you would…?”
    Gia stepped forward, curtsying and bowing her head towards Leander before she stepped behind the trembling girl. The brunette felt her breath catch as she looked at Helene’s naked shoulders. Covering the alabaster skin were a series of scars, layers upon layers of glossy pink flesh lining the curve of her shoulders in a criss-cross pattern.