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“You… you’re going to rape me?”
“Is it rape if you’re turned on?” Leo says, his blue eyes digging deep into my soul… then wandering down to my hardening nipples.
“…Yes.”
“Well, then let’s hope it doesn’t come to that, princess.”
My fluttering heart sinks. Princess. That seals it.
He’s back to hating me.
Whatever we shared yesterday, it didn’t mean anything. Our desire for each other is just a tool to be used just like anything else… and that’s even if he has any desire for me.
For all I know, a player like Leonid Barinov has complete control over his lust and his senses. He probably has more than enough experience. He could just be toying with me again… and I could just be too naïve to know it.
Nothing has changed.
“My name is Sophia,” I mumble, crossing my arms to cover my tits. He doesn’t deserve to see them.
“I know. And it’s a beautiful name,” Leonid says. Dropping the lingerie to the floor, he steps forward and leans down until his face is mere inches from mine. “If you’re a good girl, then I’ll start calling you by it again. Understand?”
Half of me wants to lean away and sneer, and the other half of me wants to push forward and obey. Inside of me, a sizzling battle is preparing to erupt. The logical side of me wants to do whatever it takes to worm my way out of this… the other side of me wants to play it by ear—and not so I can get my first kiss out of this. Leonid has already tainted me.
A simple kiss is the furthest thing from my mind.
Beneath my crossed forearms, my nipples are fully tented.
Leonid wants to fuck me. Pressing my thighs together, I try to hide the wetness growing down there.
“Fine,” I huff, hating that I want so many different things from a man who’s only supposed to make me feel hate.
“Good. Then, are you ready to begin?”
“… No,” my voice crackles like a fire in the wind, unsure of which direction it’s being pushed in.
This is about to get intense, and I don’t know if I trust myself to come out of it all as the same girl I’m being forced into it as.
My entire being is on the line.
“Well, then it’s a good thing you don’t have much of a choice,” Leonid says, stepping backwards. “Now, let’s begin.”
13
Sophia
“Who is Thales Retsos?”
The pressure pushing at me from all sides eases a bit at the first question. It’s not the hard-hitting knock-out I was expecting.
“He’s my father’s second in command… well, I guess he was my father’s second in command,” I offer, my heart flinching a little at the still-fresh memory of Father’s death.
“And what is he now?”
“… I guess he’s my second in command…”
“You don’t seem so sure about that answer,” Leonid says, his intense blue eyes narrowing as he picks my punishment lingerie back up from off of the floor.
A strike of fear flashes across my chest.
