“Don’t turn away from me, Bianca,” he muttered, and kissed me again, his fingers slipping down my stomach. “Did you think I’d just let you go? Did you think I’d let you play me and not do anything?” He rubbed the outside of my panties roughly. “I’ve wanted you for so long now.” I breathed in his musky scent, and while it was familiar, I knew it wasn’t Jakob. It wasn’t my Jakob at all.
I felt him sliding my panties down and felt my legs being pushed apart and fingers touching me before he kissed me again. I breathed in his fragrance one more time and I finally understood the reference to Tyler Durden. It didn’t make sense, but it was the only logical answer. Jakob wasn’t Mattias. There was no Mattias.
“Jakob?” I whispered, and the man next to me froze, telling me all I needed to know. “I know who you are. I know what’s going on.” My voice was angry.
“You do?” His voice sounded hard and I marveled at what a good actor he’d been. Only a few times had I ever seen him so upset. He’d played me well, though I’d thought I was playing him. He kissed me hard again, then squeezed my breasts. I felt his tongue between my legs and my body buckled as I closed my thighs on his face and tried to shift away from him. The feel of his tongue and his technique confirmed it to me. I wasn’t sure why I’d been so stupid. All along I should have known the truth. When I was on the island, Jakob had made it clear to me that his father had never married his mother. He wasn’t David’s full brother. David’s mother was married to Bradley senior, David’s mother was Bradley senior’s wife. And Jeremiah Bradley would never have given his bastard the power over the company that Mattias wielded. That meant that Jakob was not Mattias. And if everything I was starting to think was true, it also meant that a far greater lie had been taking place for a long time.
“Do you like this, Bianca?” His mouth left my wetness and he kissed me on the lips. I felt his hands on my face as he slid the blindfold off. “I want you to watch me as we make love.” He grinned down at me, his green eyes lacking emotion. “This will be our first time.” He touched my face lightly. “I want it to be perfect for you, Bianca.”
I blinked up at David, not feeling surprised. I’d known from the minute he’d touched me that it wasn’t Jakob. I stared into his eyes and he gave me a small half smile. Now I knew why Jakob had told me not to trust David. He had been up to no good from the very beginning.
Chapter Nine
“What are you doing, David?” I blinked up at him, my body still shaking slightly from the tingles and anger that were invading my body in equal waves. I tried to kick him and he laughed, a hollow, unsympathetic sound as he held me down.
“What you wanted me to do.” He grinned at me and ran his fingers across my lips. “What you’ve been wanting from the beginning.”
“Where’s Jakob or Mattias?” I asked softly, though part of me already knew the answer. It was the only answer that made sense, though it didn’t make any sense. The driver had known that it was a setup and he’d tried to warn me as best as he could, but I’d been stupid. I wanted to kick myself at how many stupid decisions I’d made.
“Mattias couldn’t be bothered to come. He told me to take care of you for him.” David shrugged and his right hand stroked up and down my stomach. His fingers felt rough and aggressive and I shifted on the bed uncomfortably.
“David,” I pleaded. “Please untie me. Don’t do this.”
“Why? You going to be a fucking tease again?” He stared down at me, nostrils flaring. “You think you can just be a cocktease and get away with it?”
“David.” I took a deep breath. “Please, don’t do this. This isn’t who you are. This isn’t who we were.”
“You think you can play me? You think that after everything you can just use me and expect that you’re not going to pay?”
“David . . .” I froze as I heard a loud bang. “What’s that noise?” I frowned as he jumped up as well.
“Who’s there?” he shouted, and walked toward the door. I struggled, attempting to free my bound hands as he walked away.
“What the fuck is going on?” Jakob burst into the bedroom, his eyes manic as he stared at David and then at me tied to the bedpost. “Bianca.” Jakob’s eyes narrowed as he stared at my panties around my ankles and my wrists tied above my head. “What did he do to you?” Jakob’s voice was hoarse and he looked like Mars, the god of war, angry and ready to go to battle.
“Please untie me,” I begged him. He strode toward me as if carried under a power not his own.
“Mattias to the rescue.” David laughed bitterly.
Jakob quickly untied my wrists, his face angrier than I’d ever seen it before. He glanced into my eyes and stroked the hair off my forehead. “You okay?” he whispered down at me, and I nodded. “Good.” He touched my cheek and turned around.
“She looks pretty tonight, doesn’t she?” David laughed.
“Shut up before I kill you, you motherfucker.” Jakob turned toward David. “I will fucking kill you.”
“Why?” David sneered. “I had her before you. And she didn’t say no as I just brought her to orgasm again. She loves my tongue, though I think she’d love my hard cock even better. She used to love it when I . . .” He started laughing maniacally.