Stolen Dove: Stolen Hearts Series Blake, Carina (e reader books .txt) 📖

large delivery and how the owner was worked up about getting it right.”

“Well, I will say this. I can’t go without an heir forever.”

“Good. I’m so happy for you. Take care of yourself. Treat her right.”

“I will. Take care as well.” I end the call.

“I’m ready to go home. I think we’ve done enough for the night.”

“Sounds good. I need a fucking shower and some food.”

“You should have eaten with the guys.”

“Nah. I didn’t want that shit. I was hoping for Geraldo’s famous caldo.”

“I’m sure there’s a lot left. There’s only Dove eating. Shit. I didn’t ask if she’s allergic to anything. Damn it. I’m fucking this all up.”

“I don’t know about all that shit, but I say we cap her father and Avanti soon so she has nowhere to run to. You gave her a phone. I wouldn’t have.”

“She can’t make international calls on it.”

“There’s still internet on it, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then she can Facebook call or use any of the apps that allow you to call internationally.”

“Shit. Son of a bitch.”

“I’m not saying she’s going to, but just be careful. Do you want me to track her keystrokes on the tablet?”

“I shouldn’t, but go ahead.”

“At least until you’re sure she’s not going to run.”

“Do you think I’m a fool?”

“Not at all. I’d just hate to see if she tried to leave you.”

“Let’s drop this shit.” We pull through the gate and Fernando drops me off at the front steps while he parks. It’s already one in the morning. Fuck, she’s got to be passed out now.

I enter the house, hoping to be quiet. My stomach rumbles, but I just want to see my wife. When I push open the bedroom door, she’s not inside. I call out her name but I get no answer, so I check the bathroom and it’s empty.

Running down the stairs two at a time, Fernando sees me and I bark out, “She’s not up there.” I storm through the house, looking for my guards, but I didn’t tell them to keep an eye on her partly because I’m a jealous son of a bitch, but because it wasn’t like she could leave. The outside is a fortress. They won’t let her out by herself.

I open the library door and there she is, sleeping with a book on her chest. My heart’s beating against my ribs, and I release a sigh. Fernando’s footsteps stop at the door. “I’ll be in the kitchen. Do you want some food?”

“Yeah.” I grab the throw over the back of the other chair and lay it over her. I’ll get her after I eat.

A half hour later, I can’t wait any longer to see my Dove. I enter the library, and I see the tablet on the table next to her head. I touch it, and the first thing I see is her internet browser open. They say you shouldn’t snoop just in case you don’t like what you see, but I can’t stop myself. Divorce in Spain for non-citizen. International abduction. How to cross borders without documents.

I slam it down and step on it. This startles her awake. “Victor?”

“Yes, it’s your husband, wife.”

“What happened?”

“Your tablet was on the floor. I accidentally stepped on it.”

“What? It was still in the box.” I look, and the box is sitting on the table.

“Maybe you didn’t remember to put it back.”

“I didn’t even turn it on. I’ve been reading this.” She shows me Frankenstein, which is open halfway. “I read Dracula earlier and wanted to read another gothic book. What time is it?” She’s fucking lying to me. I hate it. I want to grab her around the throat and tell her she’s staying put, and if she lies to me again I’ll punish her good, but I don’t want her running from me.

“It’s almost two. Come—it’s time for bed.”

“Did you just get back?”

“No. I ate dinner. Come. It’s time for bed. Don’t make me tell you again.”

“Look, you don’t have to be a prick.” She throws off the blanket and stands, pushing away my proffered hand. She marches past me, leaving her phone and book lying there. I take her phone with me to examine later. Fernando was right. I shouldn’t have given her that much trust.

I follow behind her, nearly catching the bedroom door in the face as she attempts to slam it behind her. She strips out of her shorts and then walks into the bathroom. This is going to be a fucking nightmare.

I strip down and wait for her to get out of the bathroom before I go in there to get ready. Once I come back out, she’s on her side, sleeping or at least pretending to sleep. I turn off the lights and climb into bed beside her.

10

Dove

It’s been three weeks since he brought me here, and in that time, we’ve spent our nights together in bed. He hardly speaks to me most days. So, we’re going to play this game, as if we’re really married. My heart thumps in my chest every time Victor’s hands are on me, but it must be a sense of revulsion. I do my best to avoid his touch, but he’s not shy about taking what he wants, even down to the subtle caresses.

Night after night we fuck like lust-filled lovers, but then he’s gone in the morning as if I’m nothing but a nightly stop off. It breaks my heart. Everyone around here treats me like a queen, meeting every need I have, but it’s Victor I want, and not just his impressive dick. I want his love—something I’m afraid I’ll never have. Maybe it’s my naivety that allows me to hope, but day after lonely day, that feeling fades more and more.

Today, I’m breaking his rules and sneaking out. I’ve had enough of being just here. Victor has a meeting today in another part of the country, which means he can’t get to me that fast once he finds I’ve stolen his credit card.

Whatever. All I care about is