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surrendered to him.
    She gave a slight look of defiant surprise. "What, no shackles?"
    "You have a fresh mouth, Isabella. Try using those lips for something other than spouting sarcastic remarks."
    Before she took another step, his hand swept out and turned her, pushing her against the hood of the car. He grabbed her ponytail and pulled back to gain full access to those enticing lips.

    Chapter Four

    Isabella's breasts tingled and her nipples ached against the thin cotton of her tshirt. Her core throbbed when he pressed her against the door of his black Mercedes sports car. As he ravished her mouth, her lips, she recognized this as a prelude of things to come.
    She hated to admit her panties moistened as his kisses took and took with relentless strength. Before Isabella could draw a breath, he ended his onslaught, leaving her wanting. How was she supposed to survive a weekend of Lyon Sauvage when his kisses alone held such lethal power over her?
    "Let's get going." His voice strained with unfulfilled passion. His eyes grew dark and his nostrils flared. And his long, hard bulge protruding from the front of his pants told her what she already knew.
    He held open the car door for her. From the passenger seat, she looked at him, searching for any hint of compassion, but found only an expression devoid of emotion. He made his way quickly to the driver's side, settled in, and turned the key in the ignition. "Buckle up," he rasped. "I'm in a hurry." She clasped her hands in her lap, as he pulled out of her driveway and into traffic.
    "May I at least ask where we're going?"
    "Showing some interest, Isabella? I'm impressed." He stopped at a red light and turned to face her. "I have a house in the mountains. And stop acting like a wounded rabbit." When the light turned green, he smirked before redirecting his attention to the road and hitting the gas. "It's not as if we're strangers."
    "Oh yes, Lyon, we are. I don't know this man you've become. Don't know why we couldn't have solved any problem between us without you degrading me or demanding I become your sex slave for the weekend. I'll hold to my promise. But never, ever think you can control me."
    He drove onto the highway, and the car picked up speed. "I will collect what is mine."
    Her cheeks grew warm. "I am not yours, Lyon. No one treats me this way."
    "And what way is that?"
    He smiled; she didn't. "Having fun at my expense?"
    "I will be."
    She crossed her arms over her breasts. Sparring with him turned out to be a waste of time. "There is one thing I have to say."
    "Only one?" he asked with a chuckle.
    "If you try anything kinky or weird, deal or no deal, I'll leave. Understand?" His smile faded. "Good God, Isabella, I would never hurt you. What I have in mind will only bring pleasure, I promise you that."
    For the moment, she was rendered speechless. She peered out the window, electing to spend this time to collect her thoughts.
    He drove off the highway and approached a tollbooth, paid the fare, then exited to the east. From there, he proceeded until he approached a long, tree-lined drive. About a mile in, Isabella's gaze rested on an incredible sight. Her mouth dropped open. The man lived in a damned castle.
    Imagine. A castle set in the Hudson Valley. Funny, as a child she'd always dreamed of marrying her Prince Charming and living in a place just as magnificent as this. With the sobering thought, she shivered. What if he had a dungeon and planned to keep her tied up with rats and—
    "You look like you're about to faint, Isabella. This is my home, not a prison."
    "Easy for you to say."
    She swallowed hard and stared in amazement as he approached a circular driveway and stopped the car.
    He shut off the engine, turned to her. "Welcome to Castle de la Sauvage." Castle of the savage. Appropriate.
    He left the car and approached her side. Opening her door, he held out his hand.
    "My home is your home, Isabella."
    She managed a tight nod.
    "Shall we?"
    Instead of taking his