Pennies (Dollar #1)

I sucked in a breath, choking on blood.

Why?

Why is it not good?

He’d rescued me. I was alive because of him. If he wanted me dead, he didn’t have to return.

His voice hushed to a whisper as he cupped my cheek. “I will say I’m sorry for one thing.”

I trembled as his thumb stroked me sweetly.

“I’m sorry for what I’m about to do. I’m sorry for what I am. You’re worth pennies, but I’ll make you worth fucking millions. However, what I expect in return will be unpayable.”

His face softened just a little, unable hide the ferocity he wielded. The sleekness he harnessed. The threats he promised. “We’re leaving this place and you’ll never be found. You belong to me.”

His lips touched mine, smearing my blood between us. “Oh, and seeing as you’re mine now, you might as well call me Elder.”