Defying Dorian: Bad Boy Billionaire Romance by Sloan Storm Read Free Book Online

a bit, showing me her palms. “You’re overreacting.”
    “What!”
    “You heard me. You need to start being more grateful to us for taking care of you like we have.”
    The chick was delusional.
    “If your idea of taking care of someone is kidnapping and drugging them, I’d hate to see how you’d treat someone you want to hurt.”
    “Believe me,” she said, her tone turning serious. “If Dorian wanted you hurt, you wouldn’t be here right now. I’m not going to tell you again. You’re wasting your time. There’s no way you are leaving the estate.”
    My eyes met hers. We stared at each other in silence. I started walking, brushing my body against Ainsley to move her aside. She grabbed my upper arm, squeezing it.
    I snapped my head in her direction. “Let go of me. You may be able to keep me here, but if you ever lay a hand on me again, you will regret it.”
    She held me for an extra second or so, I guess to make a point. Eventually, she let go. Once she did, she turned and started to walk away, heading in the direction of the bedroom door. On the way, she pointed at the breakfast tray next to my bed, still filled with food I hadn’t eaten.
    “You should at least try to get something in your stomach.”
    I didn’t respond, just shook my head. For all I knew, my bagel was laced with Valium. Ainsley stopped at the door and wrapped her hand around the knob.
    “After all, it’s a long time until dinner.”
    “Dinner?”
    “Yes, Dorian will be back later tonight. He’ll be expecting you.”
    I scoffed. “Hah! Well, he can expect anything he wants, but I won’t be there.”
    Ainsley twisted the knob and opened the door, her eyes never leaving mine. “It isn’t a request.”
    Before I could say a word, she left.

    * * *
    R unning over towards the door , I grabbed hold of the doorknob and twisted hard.
    “Shit,” I muttered. “Locked.”
    I guess I should’ve known. Turning around, I walked back over towards the window and ripped the blinds open. Blazing desert sun shined in on me, heating my cheeks and warming my body.
    I stood there with my eyes closed for a few seconds just trying to collect my thoughts. Frustration was getting the better of me, and if it hadn’t been for a knock at the door, I might have let it go too far.
    What the hell does she want now?
    “Go away, Ainsley. Leave me alone!”
    No sooner did I finish talking than I heard the door crack open.
    That’s it, she asked for it!
    Balling my fists, I spun in place, pivoting and preparing myself to unleash hell on her. Only, it wasn’t Ainsley. This time, it was actually Oksana. With her back turned on me, she propped the door open with her hip while pulling a rack of clothing into the room behind her –– a rack filled with evening gowns.
    Unreal.
    All I could do was shake my head in disbelief. He was completely out of control if he thought I was going to dress up for him. Not only that, but what kind of relationship did he have with Ainsley where she would allow it?
    What the hell was going on around here?
    Even worse, why did I keep asking myself questions about their stupid relationship? Ugh. I clenched my jaw and refocused my attention on Oksana right around the time she closed the bedroom door.
    “I don’t care what he said, I’m not going to get dressed up. I’m done being treated like property.”
    Oksana turned in my direction, smoothing the lines of her dress. She straightened her posture and squared her shoulders before starting to walk towards me.
    I won’t lie. I was still afraid of her. After all, who wouldn’t be?
    Her expression didn’t help calm my nerves. She looked serious, focused on getting me into one of those dresses, whether I wanted to or not.
    I walked backwards. “Stay away.”
    Only she didn’t slow down. If anything, she walked faster. I happened to glance down and notice one of her hands closed in the shape of a fist. Within a couple of seconds, she was right on top of me.
    I held my arms up,