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God. Those words should have repulsed me but they didn’t. They stirred me. My pussy clenched.
I’m smart, remember? Maybe I needed that too, like armor against these foreign emotions he was evoking in me. With those brown eyes of his observing me, I gathered my scattered thoughts.
I used to be a writer. Write something. Be intelligent.
A headline emerged: Jazmine Foulkes kidnapped and enslaved by virtue of her weird naive emotions and being made to eat off the floor.
Ugh.
“What are you thinking? Hmm.” He tidied my hair, tucking it behind my ear.
“Nothing, Sir.”
“Nothing? Again? Do I have to cane you? Or spank you? I expect an answer when I ask you.”
And now he was trailing his fingers over my lips like they were some forbidden fruit he’d discovered. I shuddered when he dipped one inside my mouth, left it there for a few heartbeats, then pulled it out, but I knew I’d dampened.
The nonchalant ownership of my mouth...
Mindfuck alert. Inhale. Exhale. I cleared my throat. “I was imagining the headlines about me.”
“Sir,” he prompted.
“Um. Sir.”
“Why did you lie to me about your name and who you were?”
I frowned, but he was playing with my hair and it mesmerized me in a way only my hairdresser had ever managed. “I thought it would make you...” Why had I?
“What?”
“Hate me? No, it wasn’t that. I was worried because I didn’t trust you with my real name, with knowing how to find me if I ever escaped. Sir.” Escaped, my favorite word.
“Trust. I thought so. I never really believed you were a librarian but you know what?”
I shook my head, barely catching myself before I sighed as he kept on combing my hair and patiently untangling knots. So tired...
“It still hurt when I found out this was who you were.” He pointed with his chin at the paper. “I lost a finger for you, killed for you, kept you alive when someone else would’ve pandered to Gregor. You repaid me with a lie. Do you think that was good, meisie?”
Oh, man, play with my guilt why don’t you. Slowly, I shook my head. “I did it because I was afraid of you.”
His smile was a stark one. “And you were right. Why did that man want to kill you? What did you do to his son?”
When I tried to duck my head he waggled my chin from side to side. “No. You’re not allowed to look away. Tell me it all.”
Fuck. I sucked in my lip. I wasn’t sure what was on those pages, so I took a deep breath, and said it straight. “His son was my boyfriend, only I found out he was married, with a wife and daughter.” Who must’ve died. How much should I say? “He was odd. We never had sex.”
Especially not like you make me. I never even knew anyone could really, outside of porn fantasies, have sex like this.
With him holding my face, I had an urge to squirm. “He used to tell me all these secrets. Including that he was ripping off the government for millions through his plastic surgery practice.” I wound down. “And that was it.”
“If that’s not all, my girl, I will hurt you.”
He couldn’t know. Couldn’t. But he kept staring...and staring. I should tell. My mind filled with crazy thoughts...
And I broke.
“He had a fetish for my underwear and when I wrote up the story, I mentioned his kinks too.” To embarrass him, for lying to me, the bastard. “Last I heard, he was being charged and going to be arrested.”
