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“You’ll change immediately.”
“But why?” I stare down at myself. “I’m perfectly decent.”
“You’re perfectlytempting.”
I swallow past the dryness in my throat. “I’m not changing. It took me a long time to get ready and feel beautiful. You won’t take that away.”
“Ava…”
“Either I go like this or I don’t go at all.”
“Don’t go at all.”
I release an exasperated sound. “Nope. I’m going. I didn’t get ready for nothing.”
Before he can lock me up in my ivory tower, I breeze past him to the door, where Leo is waiting.
He opens the car door, dutifully not looking at me, probably because his boss would sack him faster than he could blink.
“At least remove the lipstick,” Eli says as soon as he slips into the back seat beside me.
I pout. “But it’s part of the outfit.”
“Remove it, Ava.”
“Nuh-uh.” I blow him a kiss in an attempt to lighten the mood. “Relax,darling, it’s only lipstick?—”
The words aren’t completely out of my mouth when his hand wraps around my throat, killing any protest.
His face is so close, I can taste the mint off his breath. “Don’t fuck with me, Ava. I do not appreciate sharing my things with others, am I clear?”
A tremor of fear and something unashamedly sexual course through me. He really will give me hell if he finds out about the cheating, won’t he?
I attempt to pull back, but he grabs a fistful of my hair until his lips brush mine with every word. “Am I fucking clear?”
I nod, merely so he’ll release me.
“Use your voice.”
“Yeah, fine.” My lips stroke his with the words and a rush of heat pools between my thighs.
The car moves and Eli does release me, then lounges back in his seat like a monarch. I give him the stink eye as I retrieve my mirror and start to salvage my hair.
“It took me half an hour to do this,” I grumble.
“And only seconds to ruin,” he shoots back with that dreadful sadism. This man is a hard nut to crack. I honestly have no clue what makes him tick aside from OCD tendencies.
He's as opaque as a muddy pond ravaged by a downpour.
I stare at my reflection in the mirror and gasp. “Eli!”
“Yes?”
“You left finger marks on my neck.”
“Good.” He stares at his handiwork. “That way everyone will know who the fuck you belong to.”
Frustration bubbles in my veins and I express it by kicking his feet and spending the entirety of the ride powdering the hell out of my neck and somewhat managing to fix my hair.
