The Forbidden Sheik - Introduction
Al-Sintra Family
She drew breath to speak but Amit pulled her into his arms without a word. He kissed her deeply before she could let go of the breath she was holding. His kiss was hot, deep, and passionate. She couldn’t help but respond in kind. Marianna gave him everything she’d been dreaming about, feeling his body pressed against hers as one hand cupped the back of her neck while the other wrapped tightly around her waist, literally lifting her off her feet.
The kiss lasted until Marianna’s head spun with desire.
When he finally straightened up, he pressed his forehead against hers, still holding her closely. “Are you okay?” he asked in a growly voice.
Marianna nodded, holding still as his hands roamed over her body making sure she was unharmed. When his fingers brushed her wrists, Marianna couldn’t hold back the hiss of pain. Gently, Amit brought her arms forward, peering at her wrists in alarm. They were bloody and swollen, laced in bruises from the plastic ties.
“Too close,” he whispered as he pressed gentle kisses to her fingers, so he wouldn’t hurt her wrists.
“How are you here?” she asked, staring up at him despite the intense sun that was nearly blinding her.
He sighed and pulled her in against his chest again. “You’re in Uftar, love,” he murmured. “And I’m sorry to rush you, but there are more men coming to aid the kidnappers who brought you here.” He pulled back again, looking into her eyes. “Can you walk? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” she admitted. “Other than my wrists, which I did to myself while getting my hands free, they didn’t hurt me.”
“Good,” he said, grabbing her hand and leading her towards the black SUVs. The bodyguards moved into formation around them, pistols and rifles pointing outwards. As soon as the doors closed, the SUVs drove away.
