Stolen by the Sheik (Black Towers Book 2) Read Free

realize he was very serious. All this talk of providing for, caring for, was suddenly not sounding so bad. ***
    “Bomb!” someone yelled from the interior of the building. “Everyone get out. There’s a bomb!”
    A loud siren blared from somewhere overhead. The crowded foyer became even more congested, with people shouting and running around in all directions. Someone shoved Liv aside, and she stumbled and fell into Nayo’s arms.
    “Are you all right?” he asked.
    “Yes.”
    Another Middle Eastern man materialized at Nayo’s side. He had shoulder length wavy hair that he wore pushed back out of his face. His dark brown eyes were almost the exact same color as his hair. His face was covered with a stubble that suggested he hadn’t shaved in a day or two. “ Amir , we must go.”
    “Yes Taz, I think you’re right.”
    “Oh my God, someone put a bomb in the building!” a woman shouted.
    “Where?” Liv asked.
    “Somewhere in that television studio over there.” She pointed to Sunrise Productions a short distance away.
    “What is that noise?” Nayo asked, looking around.
    “The fire alarm.” Liv straightened and tucked her folders under her arm. “Come on. We have to get out of here.” Liv started for the front revolving door, but there was no way they were getting out that way, it was mass hysteria. Everyone was pushing forward at the same time, and the swinging doors jammed on the influx of people. The handicapped entrance off to one side stood open, but was so small that people were only fitting through one at a time.
    “It’s going to blow,” a passing man said.
    “We’re never going to get out of here in time,” said another woman.
    The other Middle Eastern man, Taz, grabbed Nayo’s shoulder. “There’s too many people. It could be a trap.”
    Nayo nodded and took Liv’s hand. “Come with me.”
    “Where are we going?” she asked as he pulled her away from the commotion.
    “Taz knows another way.”
    “But security is leading everyone out the front.”
    “I’ll protect you.”
    “Do you trust him?” she asked.
    “With my life.”
    Shivers rippled down her spine. The man seemed so confident, so self-assured. His words would make her boss, Carrie, cringe, but to Liv they felt like a breath of fresh air. She didn’t have to think, didn’t have to take charge. All she had to do was follow.
    It was damn sexy. Her rational side told her that she didn’t know this man and that he could be leading her into more trouble, not less, but as she put one foot after the other, she couldn’t help but feel that she was making the right decision.
    For a few seconds they pushed against the flow of people like salmon swimming upstream, but then Taz turned down a small corridor—one she didn’t even know was there—and took a series of doors toward the back of the building. She didn’t like the feeling of unease that suddenly washed over her. How did these men know the building where she worked better than even her? The deeper they led her into the building, the more her unease grew.
    “Are you sure this guy knows where we’re going?” she asked. “It seems as if we are heading toward the danger, not away from it.”
    “Sometimes we must wade through the dark in order to see the light,” Taz said.
    “Trust us,” Nayo added. “It is better this way.”
    She pulled on his hand, forcing him to stop and face her. “How can I trust you two when I don’t even know you?”
    “Down here, Amir ,” Taz said as he disappeared around a corner. “Hurry!”
    Nayo glanced at his friend over his shoulder and then refocused on her. “Do you want to try your luck with the chaos in front?”
    “Not exactly.”
    “Then come.” He grasped her hand once more and pulled her through the hallway.
    “How do you know this building so well?” she asked after a few moments. “And slow down. I can’t go that fast in these heels.”
    “I just do.” Nayo signaled to his friend and slowed the