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I grab him by his hair implants and drag him off her, slamming him into the opposite wall. Thank fuck laying claim means others don’t get to touch.

Maybe the fuckwit didn’t get the memo.

Maybe he doesn’t care.

But he’s going to.

I wrench his head back and press a spot at the base of his skull that makes him twitch and squeal in pain. It’s a spot where I can bring him to his knees in absolute agony or kill him. I’m fucking glad I’m impatient and came looking for her before waiting the full amount of time for her to show up.

“Did he hurt you?” I ask her, keeping my voice soft.

No one else is on this floor, so I’m guessing they’re putting the honored guests like Dakota here. And this fuck thought he could help himself.

“M-my face. I didn’t?—”

“Not what I mean, baby girl. Did he put his hand where it shouldn’t be?”

I’m trying to be calm. Polite. I’m trying to soothe her fucking sensibilities. But I need to know if he shoved his fingers into her pussy.

“He tried.”

Tried. It means failed.

“Your lucky day, dickwad. But next time a man twice your size, richer and stronger than you tells you hands off what’s his, listen. And obey. There’ll be no more warnings after this. Touch her without my explicit invitation and I will kill you. Understand?” Then I lean in really close. “I know who the fuck you are. And I don’t give one single shit. I will end you.”

I let go and shove him away.

He almost falls to the ground in his haste to get away. Dakota rushes to me, but before I let her collapse against me, I grab her by the throat and slam her back into the wall. She looks up at me, eyes big, frightened.

At least she no longer looks fucked all the way up on drugs.

“Goddammit, Dakota.”

“I didn’t ask him to do that.”

“You think I don’t know? Do you have any idea what these people are and what they do? Or does spoiled and rich make you an extra special brand of stupid?”

She pushes at me. “That’s not nice.”

“I’m not nice.”

I loosen my hold, straighten her dress, and press against her knowing she can feel my erection. The fucking little tease rubs against me like some fat fuck wasn’t just about to try and rape her.

Maybe she’s that stupid. Maybe she’s that naïve. Maybe she knew I’d turn up.

“This is what we’re going to do. We’re going out there and you’re going to play the part of being mine. You, from this fucking moment forward, want to please me, do anything for me. And you’re gonna sell that to the rest of them.”

“And if I don’t?” Her chin lifts in defiance.

I grit my teeth. “I’ll leave you here.”

That stuns her into silence. When I turn to walk away, she comes after me, grabbing my arm. It takes exactly one second and one pointed look for her to let me go. Her head drops the slightest bit and she whispers, “What do I do?”

“We give them a show.”

Now she stares, brows furrowed. “Like… pretend to be girlfriend and boyfriend.”

“No. Like you wanted. I’m your Daddy and you’re my little girl. Like you’re that kind of sub to my master. Like you can’t help yourself and you’ll do anything I say.”

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