Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
“That’s more like it,” she says, stepping back to survey her handiwork, and all I can do is glare.
Annie laughs and goes to step away before coming up short and looking back at me with a wicked smirk. “Oh, I almost forgot the best part,” she beams, her hand digging into her pocket and producing a brown wristband, making my stomach sink as her plan reveals itself.
She steps into me, reaching up and ripping the purple wristband straight off my wrist, and as I try to fight her off, try to kick her away, she replaces it with the brown, making fear pulse through my veins. Wearing this wristband inside this club means only one thing: BDSM submissive.
Annie grips my chin once again, her sharp nails digging into my skin. “There, that’s better, don’t you think?” she laughs. “Now, let me leave you to your fun. I’m sure you’re really going to enjoy what I have in store for you.”
Then, not a moment later, she walks away, leaving me nearly naked and restrained to the X frame. As she reaches the door, she adjusts the lighting in the room, turning it up just enough so that I can see exactly what’s coming for me, and when she opens the doors and three men stride in, she grins wide.
“Have at it, boys,” she purrs. “This little wild one has a rape fetish. She wants to be thoroughly rocked and degraded with no safeword.”
The men look shocked as they stare at me, but the intrigue is there, feeding the undeniable fear that rocks through my chest, leaving me crippled.
“No safeword?” one of the men asks, glancing back at Annie as I frantically shake my head, hoping like fuck he can see through her bullshit, but apparently, when a woman shakes her head to say no, they assume that means, yeah, no safeword.
Fucking assholes.
“That’s right,” Annie confirms. “No safewords. This one likes it freaky. She has no limits, so make sure you give her exactly what she wants. We wouldn’t want her to leave thinking we couldn’t satisfy that wild beast within her, would we?”
Then just as she goes to step out of the room, Annie looks back at me one last time. “Do your worst,” she says, repeating the same words she’d said to her son right before he attempted to end my life.
And with that, she walks away, leaving me to endure whatever fresh hell these assholes have in store for me, completely unaware that they’re pawns in a much larger game.
31
CAESAR
Izaac walks beside me as we step out of his office, making our way toward the main bar on the VIP floor, my gaze already sweeping through the club. There’s no sign of Tilly. She should have been here at least fifteen minutes ago.
She usually likes to wait at the end of the bar, sipping her drinks as though she’s actually enjoying them, while waiting for me to find her. Only tonight, there’s no sexy little minx occupying the lonely chair at the end of the bar.
In a perfect world, I would have driven her here, but I came straight from a long day at the office, and Tilly Bardot is far too impatient to have waited for me to get home after work. She insisted that she meet me here, and to be honest, I thought she would have shown up long ago.
She’s been staying with me ever since the attack, and despite having cleaned out her apartment today, there’s no way in hell that I’m about to let her go back to living there. Now that I know how sweet life is having her in my bed, I fully intend to keep her there, even if I have to chain her to it.
The thought has a laugh rumbling up my throat. Any other woman would run if they knew just how fucking serious I was about chaining her to my bed, but not Tilly. She’d rise to the occasion and order a shirt that says something along the lines of being Daddy’s personal little prisoner.
I won’t lie. I never really understood the whole Daddy thing before, but with Tilly, I fucking crave it. Every time that word slips from those sweet lips and she bats those long lashes, I all but fall to my knees with desperation. I’m immediately hard, and nothing will satisfy me except her.
Reaching the bar, Izaac and I order a drink, and as we wait, he places a hand on my shoulder, a sadness in his eyes. The second I got here, he pulled me into his office, wanting to check on Tilly after her mom mentioned something to Aspen’s mom, which somehow turned into a wild gossip session that twisted and exaggerated the story. Then, after making sure he knew exactly what had gone down, I told him about Annie, making sure her membership was revoked and any sight of her would have the Vixen staff logging an immediate call with 911.