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Cole
"Annie."
Her face creased when I said her name. She was trying to remember if she'd told me Annie or Lily. Or guess at what Samuels had sold her to me as. Maybe she was wondering how deep my hooks were into PD's servers.
I'd known all along. It was hard to believe she still thought it mattered.
"Have a seat." I fully expected her to say she'd stand. That's the sort of pointless protest subs make at the beginning, before they start to learn their place.
But Annie only gave me a grim look and took the hard single chair that stood directly in front of me, dropping into it with zero grace. Gathering the front of the button-up – the only thing she'd been given to wear – she glared up at me.
"Don't blame me," I told her. "You got yourself into this."
She sat up straight in the chair. Head up, chin jutting. She was trying to be taller despite sitting and looking up at me. Because I was standing, I had the position of power. It was so simple but it worked.
"I was looking for you," she said. It sounded like she'd just remembered, past all the fury, hurt and humiliation.
I smiled and walked over to where she sat, feeling the attention of the guards shift as I did so. Taking her chin, I jerked her head up so she was looking at me. "I found you. I brought you back here." I tightened my grip to make certain she was looking at me. "You belong to me. I paid for you. I own you. If you run from me again – "
"I didn't run from you." She pretty much spat it at me, glaring.
I gave her a second to think about that while I tightened my grip on her chin cruelly tight. "You want to reconsider that?" The tone, I meant. The argument.
She didn't speak. I kept the same amount of force on her chin, neither increasing nor decreasing and she stared into my eyes, looking like she hated me.
She probably did. For now. When she needed me – when I'd become her only refuge, the pain and punishment from daily living and not from defying me – she wouldn't hate me.
She'd need me. She might even come to love me.
"Why did you come looking for me?"
Annie tried to jerk her head free of my grip. I kept hold, kept her head tilted so she had to look at me.
She could have used her hands at any time. She could have kicked out with one bare foot and caught me in the balls. There's no defense against that. Not when I was standing directly in front of her, legs spread wide, stance reading confidence and cock sure. Just to see what she'd do.
What she did was keep hold of the shirt. Both hands held it closed at top and bottom. There were no buttons on the thing and apparently she was determined to keep it from gaping open and exposing her.
Interesting. I saw the nurse I'd employed strip search her, gloved fingers sliding into every cavity. I'd seen the hot red blush on Annie's face, saw her glare in the direction of the guards. After, she'd been marched to where we were now and given only the shirt to wear. That was after she was forced to stand and wait for the shackles to be removed.
That was after the strip search, for which the guards had been very present.
Being clothed was important to her. Being naked was distressing for her.
I'd keep that in mind.
