Page 185 of Ruthless King


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“It’s all right. Shh, I have you.”

Grabbing the shampoo, he washed her hair. After cleaning himself, he led her out of the shower and dried them both off.

Wrapping a dry towel around her, he led her over to the bathroom counter and picked up her hair dryer.

To her shock, he dried her hair and brushed it.

Taking care of her. Looking after her.

Once her hair was dried, he lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. He sat her on the bed before crouching in front of her.

“What do you want to wear?”

Jilly stared at him. Why was he making her think?

“Last night you told me you didn’t want me to tell you what to wear, remember?”

Right. Why had she said that again?

“Can you? Just for right now?”

“Of course, baby. Anything you need, I’m here to give you. Always.”

He returned with a long black skirt and a white shirt. Plain and boring.

“I don’t like these clothes anymore,” she whispered.

“Do you want me to get something else for you to wear?”

“No. I just mean that my clothes no longer feel like me.”

“Then we’ll get you new ones. And before you say that you can’t pay for them, you won’t be. And you will not argue with me over that.”

The boss had spoken.

He crouched at her feet and held out her panties for her.

There was something surreal about the big, bad criminal kingpin putting on her panties for her.

Ripping them off . . . that was normal. Putting them on? Not so much.

He tugged them up her legs, directing her to stand and hold on to his shoulder as he settled them on her.

Yeah, it was definitely surreal.

Even stranger was when he grabbed her bra and placed it over her breasts before having her turn so he could do it up.

Then he spun her back around and reached into one cup to carefully grasp hold of her breast, situating it into the bra.

There was nothing sexual in the touch as he moved from one breast to the other. He was just simply taking care of her.

“Comfortable?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered.

When he had finished dressing her, he cupped her chin, tilting her head back. “Beautiful girl. So precious. So mine.”

Yeah. She was definitely his.

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