She had heard tales of girls k**napped abroad, addicted to d**gs and sold as prostitutes, of course, she had seen Taken. But this...this was terrifyin...g. This was elaborate. They had a*****ed her on the flight back home, for fuck's sake. They had strapped her to a chair telling her to love and obey. They didn't want her or her body...they wanted her mind. They wanted her on her knees, content to be property. A willing, loyal slave. The dirty-blonde girl tugged on her restraints with all she had,. The feeding frenzy took all of the attention away from the rest of us and we slipped away quietly.It was very smart.The previous three days, for me, were a crash course in the Machiavellian politics of the Cabinet and the White House. My staff – I inherited a staff the moment I agreed to the appointment – surrounded me with a focus that made me incredibly proud. These were good people and it was my obligation to be a great boss.Each day my appointment secretary scheduled a long list of. “Of course you can have a day off. I shouldn’t have kept you at the hotel last night. I just completely got wound up in what we were doing and forgot you have a life, too.”“I’m a big girl, Deb. I could have spoken up,” she answered. “But there is no way I leave a friend in the condition and danger you’ve been in this week. I screwed up last month and I know what the consequences are.” Cinnamon had allowed herself to be used by Angel to get me to the Condo. That ended with Angel and Brenda going. .He gave a startled cry and opened his eyes, having awakened in his darkened room to the sensation of Crispa climbing back into his bed. Still half in a dream state, he twisted to pin her to the mattress, his mouth finding hers and kissing her fiercely. Startled, she cried out his name, but he swallowed it and she ended up laughing and kissing him back."Corvus..." she admonished when he broke the kiss. "You nearly scared the life out of me."Corvus grinned down at her. "I thought you were.