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  1. Twist Me
  2. The Complete Trilogy
  3. Anna Zaires
  4. ♠ Mozaika Publications ♠
  5. Contents
  6. Twist Me
  7. Twist Me: Book 1
  8. Prologue
  9. 1
  10. Eighteen Months Earlier
  11. 2
  12. 3
  13. 4
  14. 5
  15. 6
  16. 7
  17. 8
  18. 9
  19. 10
  20. 11
  21. 12
  22. 13
  23. 14
  24. 15
  25. 16
  26. 17
  27. 18
  28. 19
  29. 20
  30. 21
  31. 22
  32. 23
  33. 24
  34. 25
  35. 26
  36. 27
  37. Keep Me
  38. Twist Me: Book 2
  39. The Arrival
  40. 1
  41. 2
  42. 3
  43. 4
  44. 5
  45. 6
  46. 7
  47. 8
  48. 9
  49. 10
  50. The Estate
  51. 11
  52. 12
  53. 13
  54. 14
  55. 15
  56. 16
  57. 17
  58. 18
  59. 19
  60. 20
  61. The Captive
  62. 21
  63. 22
  64. 23
  65. 24
  66. 25
  67. 26
  68. 27
  69. 28
  70. 29
  71. 30
  72. Hold Me
  73. Twist Me: Book 3
  74. The Return
  75. 1
  76. 2
  77. 3
  78. The Healing
  79. 4
  80. 5
  81. 6
  82. 7
  83. 8
  84. 9
  85. 10
  86. 11
  87. 12
  88. 13
  89. 14
  90. The Trip
  91. 15
  92. 16
  93. 17
  94. 18
  95. 19
  96. 20
  97. 21
  98. 22
  99. 23
  100. 24
  101. 25
  102. 26
  103. 27
  104. 28
  105. 29
  106. 30
  107. 31
  108. 32
  109. 33
  110. 34
  111. 35
  112. 36
  113. 37
  114. 38
  115. The Aftermath
  116. 39
  117. 40
  118. 41
  119. Epilogue
  120. Three Years Later
  121. Excerpt from Capture Me
  122. Excerpt from Tormentor Mine
  123. Excerpt from Close Liaisons
  124. Excerpt from The Thought Readers by Dima Zales
  125. Excerpt from Oasis
  126. About the Author

“I brought you here, to my island, because it’s the safest place for you. My business associates are always looking for signs of weakness, and you, my pet, are a weakness of mine. I’ve never felt this way about another woman. I’ve never been so—” he pauses for a moment, as though searching for the right word, “—so fucking obsessed. Just the thought of another man touching you, kissing you, drove me crazy. I tried to stay away, to put you out of my mind, but I couldn’t resist seeing you one more time at your graduation. And when I saw you there, I knew you felt it too, this connection between us—and I knew then that it was inevitable… that I would take you, and you would always be mine.”

His words wash over me like a warm ocean wave, bringing with it trepidation and a kind of unhealthy excitement. Some twisted part of me revels in the fact that I’m special to Julian, that he’s as helplessly drawn to me as I am to him.

For some strange reason, I feel compelled to reciprocate his openness. “I was afraid of you,” I tell him quietly. “In the club, and then when I saw you at my graduation, I was afraid.”

“Only afraid?” He sounds amused and mildly disbelieving.

“Afraid and attracted,” I admit. This seems to be the night for revelations. Besides, he already knows the truth. Despite my fear, I desire him. I’ve wanted him from the very beginning, and nothing he’s done since changes that fact.

“Good.” He runs his hand lightly down my back. “That’s very good, my pet. It’ll make things easier for both of us.”

Easier? I consider that statement. Easier for him, certainly. But for me? I’m not so sure.

“Did you ever contact my family?” I ask, thinking of his promise all those days ago. “Do they know that I’m alive?”

“Yes.” His hand pauses at the curve of my spine. “They know.”

I wonder what he told them and how they reacted. I wonder if it made it better for them or worse.

“Will you ever let me go?” I already know the answer, but I need to hear him say it anyway.

“No, Nora,” he replies, and I can feel his smile in the darkness. “Never.”

And bringing me closer, he holds me until we both eventually fall asleep.

16

Nora

Over the next few months, my life on the island falls into a routine of sorts. When Julian is there, my world revolves around him. His moods, his needs and desires, rule my days and nights.

He’s an unpredictable lover—gentle one day, cruel the next. And sometimes he’s a mix of both, a combination that I find particularly devastating. I understand what he’s doing to me, but understanding doesn’t make it any less effective. He’s training me to associate pain with pleasure, to enjoy whatever he does to me, no matter how shocking and perverted it is. And always afterwards, there’s that unsettling tenderness. He turns me inside out, takes me apart, and puts me back together—all in the span of one night.