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Sara stood silently, her body slightly swaying as if I’d caught her with her fingers in the cookie jar. In some respects, that’s exactly what had just occurred. Her silence had allowed me to slide between the cracks in her armor, even catching a single glimpse of her soul.

“I asked you a question, Sara. When I do, I expect an answer. Why did you feel it was necessary to invade my private space?”

She dragged just the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip and all I could think about was sucking on the soft flesh before crushing my mouth over hers. When she looked away, more nervous than I’d ever seen her, I felt somewhat protective of her. That was just another oddity in so many of them.

“Because I didn’t know any room was off limits. Because I’ve been in here before. Because…”

I could tell instantly what she was thinking. Because we’d been intimate. I walked closer, crowding her space, gathering a whiff of her delightful perfume. “Look at me, Sara.”

She looked away at first.

My voice was commanding, unforgiving and she finally obeyed without me telling her again, which pleased me very much. “You are in my house. You will follow my rules. What occurred between us the other night was…”

“Unacceptable,” she whispered, keeping her eyes locked on mine.

“Unavoidable but inconvenient.” And deliriously tasty. Or maybe I should advise her that our carnal act had just been the beginning. As I lifted my arm, she continued watching me as I curled my fingers, rubbing my knuckles down the side of her face. She shivered as she’d done with me before, slightly out of fear but more from the crackling electricity oozing from our pores. I lowered my head and to her credit and my disapproval, she turned hers away, likely fearful I was going to kiss her.

Which I had wanted.

That would come soon enough when I began her true formal training.

But right now, I was more interested in her mind, in her ability to break through mental barriers to find the dark girl nestled in a box she’d padlocked. The why and when was just another delightful mystery to solve.

I moved away, taking my time to head behind my desk where I stood looking at the window onto my massive grounds. “Do you know why readers indulge in books of fantasy?”

“To escape.”

Her answer was instantaneous. “And what else? Dig deeper.”

She shook her head, closing her eyes. “Because they need to taste what it feels like to cross the line between good and evil.”

“Very nice. Exactly what I was looking for. I knew you were the right one.” I turned to face her, very pleased and knowing she could easily become my disciple. “I think it’s time I explain the rules, more so than I have before. Don’t you?”

“Perhaps that would be a good idea, so I don’t step on your toes again.”

The same defiant voice I’d heard in the diner had returned. My cock twitched from hearing it.

I moved to my desk, taking a few seconds to sit down. As I leaned back, she inched closer to the edge of my desk, studying me more intently. “This is my haven, a room where I can feel free to be the man I’ve always been. When I’m in here, other than if and when I call you in for our daily discussions, you are not to interrupt me under any circumstances. However, when I am absent, you may feel free to indulge your obvious interest in murder and other crimes. In fact, I encourage it. The bookshelves inside this room are available for your use, but nothing else inside this room. Is that understood?”

She held a tough girl glare but nodded in resignation.

“Good girl. These books have taught me much over the years, helping with the writing I’ve done. I’m certain they will be of use to you as well.”

“Why, thank you. Sir.” She said the last word as almost an afterthought, her eyes still questioning mine, the same defiance lacing them.

“You are allowed to walk the grounds, but between seven in the morning and five in the evening, you are not to leave my estate without my permission. You will not be out with friends late at night, nor will you be allowed to bring a… boy or any of your friends into my home. You will follow my lead, performing the exercises I require, and I will delve deeply into that beautiful brain of yours. I will push you. I will try you. I will anger you. But in the end, I will free you.”

She half smiled, nodding as if accepting what I’d told her. “I have no boyfriends, so you don’t need to worry.”

That was certainly good to hear.

“Failure to follow any of my rules will result in harsh consequences. Do I make myself clear, sweet Sara?”

“Yes, sir. You do. I am curious. Am I allowed to have lunch with a friend every once in a while?”

“That can be arranged with advance notice.”

“What about my upcoming graduation?”

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