{"id":255341,"date":"2026-07-13T04:14:00","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T01:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/captive-in-his-empire-kathy-asher\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T04:14:00","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T01:14:00","slug":"captive-in-his-empire-kathy-asher","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/captive-in-his-empire-kathy-asher\/","title":{"rendered":"Captive In His Empire – Kathy Asher"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Leo. I slide out of bed, checking the screen. A photo. Theo Jameson. Standing near a private jet at a remote airstrip, flanked by Calabrese guards. He\u2019s loading something . . . someone . . . into a black SUV. No context. No explanation. But I know what this means.<\/p>\n

They\u2019re moving. Planning something. It\u2019s coming. Soon. I curse under my breath. There\u2019s never enough time. I lean down, brush a kiss against Alicia\u2019s temple. She shifts again, but doesn\u2019t wake. My lips linger there longer than they should. It\u2019s not for her. It\u2019s for me. A silent promise I hope I can keep. I get dressed with practiced efficiency. Shirt. Gun. Knife tucked into the inside of my boot. One more look at her before I leave the room. She sighs in her sleep.<\/p>\n

Innocent in a way that no longer suits this world. In the hallway, I call Matvey. \u201cDouble perimeter security. Now. No questions.\u201d \u201cYes, sir.\u201d Then I text Leo: Track Theo. I want hourly reports. Nothing slips. I glance back at the bedroom door. Still ajar. Still silent. What if she knew everything? The files I kept.<\/p>\n

The surveillance. The truths I\u2019ve buried like corpses. The codes her parents died protecting . . . and that I might need to survive this war. Would she hate me? Would she walk? Or something worse would happen? I whisper into the quiet, almost afraid of the sound of my own voice. \u201cI can\u2019t lose her.\u201d Not again. I\u2019ll betray every oath I ever swore before letting that happen. 1kitap1.com\/en Chapter Thirteen Chapter Thirteen Alicia Passion\u2019s Edge he rich smell of coffee and something savory rouses me from my sleep.<\/p>\n

Garlic, maybe. Butter. Herbs. Something else, warm and undeniably . . . human. I move, sleep-fogged, tangled in sheets that do not belong to me. My cheek against cold linen that reeks of him. Masculine. Spiced. Menacing. My heart stumbles. I bolt upright. This isn\u2019t my room. The sheets. The space. The faint hum of classical music beneath the kitchen sounds.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m in Viktor\u2019s bed. My legs are bare beneath the blanket. My nightdress is knotted at my waist. Warmth creeps along the base of my spine as the memory from last night sweeps back into my mind\u2014the fire I\u2019d experienced, mouthing his name in sleep like a spell I couldn\u2019t let go. I push the sheets away, encasing myself in silk with shaking hands. I step onto the floor, tiptoeing to the bedroom door, my heart thudding against my ribs like a warning.<\/p>\n

He is in the kitchen. Shirtless. Calm. Moving around the kitchen like this is just . . . normal. He doesn\u2019t notice me right away. The muscles in his back shift as he moves from the stovetop to the counter. There\u2019s a long scar slashing across his ribcage, fading into the groove of his waist. It\u2019s angry, jagged. And it\u2019s one of many.<\/p>\n

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Copyright \u00a9 2025 by Kathy Asher – All rights reserved. In no way is it legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher.<\/p>\n

All rights reserved. Respective authors own all copyrights not held by the publisher 1kitap1.com\/en Contents Introduction 1. Chapter One 2. Chapter Two 3. Chapter Three 4. Chapter Four 5. Chapter Five 6. Chapter Six 7. Chapter Seven 8. Chapter Eight 9. Chapter Nine 10. Chapter Ten 11. Chapter Eleven 12. Chapter Twelve 13. Chapter Thirteen 14. Chapter Fourteen 15.<\/p>\n

Chapter Fifteen 16. Chapter Sixteen 17. Chapter Seventeen 18. Chapter Eighteen 19. Chapter Nineteen 20. Chapter Twenty 21. Chapter Twenty-One 22. Chapter Twenty-Two 23. Chapter Twenty-Three 24. Chapter Twenty-Four 25. Chapter Twenty-Five 26. Chapter Twenty-Six 27. Chapter Twenty-Seven 28. Chapter Twenty-Eight 29. Chapter Twenty-Nine 30. Epilogue Also by 1kitap1.com\/en Introduction In a game of power, secrets, and sin\u2026 the only way out is through fire. Alicia I\u2019ve spent six years running from the man who ruined my life. Now he\u2019s dragged me back into his world\u2014dark, violent, and intoxicating.<\/p>\n

He says I\u2019m not his prisoner. But the locked doors, the cameras, the way he looks at me like I already belong to him? This isn\u2019t protection. It\u2019s possession. And God help me\u2026 I don\u2019t want to escape. Viktor She was never supposed to be mine. Too young. Too innocent. Too off-limits.<\/p>\n

But I watched. I waited. And when the world came for her, I took her. Now she sleeps in my bed and screams my name, but she still doesn\u2019t trust me. She thinks I\u2019m her captor. She\u2019s wrong. I\u2019m her obsession. And I\u2019ll burn the world down before I let her go. 1kitap1.com\/en Chapter One I Chapter One Alicia A Breathing Nightmare hate polyester.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s something deeply unnatural about a piece of clothing that clings like an ex-boyfriend\u2014desperate, wrinkled, and immune to boundaries. And yet here I am, stuffing myself into my mustard-yellow waitress uniform like a sausage into its final casing, praying the back zipper doesn\u2019t give out and expose my \u201cdiplomatic immunity\u201d to the 2:00 a.m.<\/p>\n

hash brown crowd. The breakroom at Joe\u2019s Diner smells like industrial-grade coffee and discount air freshener, both strong enough to keep my senses sharp and my heavy eyelids open, so I\u2019m not complaining. \u201cYou look like hell,\u201d Rachel offers brightly, chewing gum loudly.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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