Dangerous Desires

Pierce sat in the cold visitor’s room and waited patiently. Thoughts of her turning away from him in abhorrence still burdened his mind. He knew even if she was undone by his appearance it wouldn’t show on her face. She was too professional…That was the problem. He wanted to break that hard exterior and bring back the wanton woman that had begged for his touch. If the plan worked as followed he would be out of the country back to his native Cuba in a few hours. Pierce barely had time to take another breath when they both walked in. Man she was muy caliente. Just the sight of her could bring his blood to a boil. Merde! The girl could fill out a pair of jeans. As she came toward him he caught a whiff of her perfume. And he felt that familiar comfort that only she could bring him. She immediately held her hand out in a friendly greeting, “It is a pleasure to finally meet you Mr. Perez.” Her words came out in a breathless whisper that surprised her. She was dumbstruck by this man’s sexual appeal. His eye patch and scar just added to his devilish appearance. She could not escape the feeling she knew this man somehow. Although, Hannah knew that was impossible…When he took her hand in his big warm calloused one Hannah felt a warm electric current slide down her spine. Pierce smiled when he noticed that Trish had been right. Her ring finger was empty. Dark desire filled him instantly just by the simple brush of her hand in his. For a split second he thought she might recognize him but then brushed the thought away, “The pleasure is all mine, Miss McMillian.” "Hannah, you can call me Hannah." She said trying to clear the breathlessness from her throat. His deep rich accented voice melted her instantly. He eyed her approvingly up and down. She could swear she could feel his gaze on her skin like a balmy tropical breeze. Her breasts felt heavy and warmth began to puddle between her thighs. She was having a hard time trying to understand why he had such an effect on her. He smiled at her warmly, “Sit please. You have nothing to fear. I wrote to you because you are the only one left I could turn to whom I trust explicitly. You worked with my father. He trusted very few people. Whatever goes on between you and I must stay between us alone.” Pierce said making it a point to let her know he would not allow any insider to intrude on their new relationship. "Of course.” Hannah said waving away his concern. “I would expect nothing els-” Hannah was in mid-sentence when the lights flickered off. Leaving them in pitch darkness. "What the hell? “ Hannah exclaimed, panic hit her instantly when Pierce grabbed her roughly pulling her against his hard frame. His calloused hand closed over her mouth gently. "Hush Senorita, and no harm will come to you." Pierce removed his hand from her mouth breathing in the fresh scent of dove soap and the soft flowery scent of her skin. He ached to kiss and taste every last inch of her again. That, he knew was a foolish dream. "What do you want with me?” Hannah cried, fearful of his plans for her. "I need your help. I’m tired of this hell hole.” Pierce said roughly, “Besides this is no place for a women like you to be seen in frequently. I’d rather discuss my current situation in more private quarters.” Such as my bedroom with you naked under me. He kept that last part to himself. Hannah didn’t know what was worse being involved in a prison break or Perez’s casual attitude toward the whole situation, as if this kind of thing wasn’t unusual for him. "So you’re kidnapping me?" Hannah said realization finally setting in. "I wouldn’t exactly call it kidnapping, I prefer the term borrowing.” He said with a good natured air. Now hush, follow me and you will be safe.” In a startling matter of seconds alarms went off and Hannah was led down a number of dark corridors, Pierce's warm hand leading them both to the outside. Santiago, another loyal member of Pierce’s OC unit smiled at the prison gates. He was dressed in a prison guard uniform. Hannah shook her head as she recognized him as the guard who had pattered her down. Hannah could not believe this was really happening. This kind of thing was only a reality in bad Lifetime movies. "Your bag Senor just as you asked." Santiago said winking at Hannah thoughtfully. "Gracias Amigo, I will see you soon and keep in touch." "Si Senor, may god be with you." "As with you." Pierce said shaking the man’s hand and pulling Hannah along beside him. Chevez sat in the limo waiting for them patiently. Hannah didn’t remember seeing him leave the visitors area. Pierce pushed her into the limo and he followed sitting extremely close to her. His masculine presence seemed to overpower the large amount of space in the limo. His warm calloused fingers soothingly traced lazy circles along her knuckles. Hannah’s thoughts were running wild. Trish would never believe this was a reality. Hell the she was having a hard time trying to understand it all herself. Hannah was too stunned by the whole situation to do anything but sit beside this extremely precarious man in complete and utter silence.