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My cock twitched in appreciation.

“Perhaps I have,” I told them and polished off my drink. The scotch had gone down far too easily. “Let’s just say she is a beautiful little mouse.” A terminology we’d used in describing someone who could potentially provide one of us with money, influence, or power.

“Wow. At a book convention. Imagine that. I will say she’s beautiful and certainly your type. Shouldn’t I be the one considering tasting her?” Xander teased.

While not allowing my gaze to shift, I addressed Xander’s comment. “I don’t have a type. However, I enjoy a challenge.” And I refused to lose. “And you know the rules. Touch her now and I will cut your dick off.”

Sebastian was the first to laugh. “I think he means it this time.”

You bet I did.

Penelope managed to act as if seeing me meant nothing, turning her body just enough she wouldn’t catch my gaze again. How playful. How… annoying. I could also tell she required an understanding that in this game we were about to enter, I would be the one in full control.

My sudden annoyance brought more desire from deep within my system.

“Then we’re doing this?” Xander asked.

“Why not? It’s been well over a year since I enjoyed the company of a woman for longer than one night,” Sebastian groused while bringing the class to his lips.

“Yes, why not.”

As the boys discussed the old rules, many of which no longer applied, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I’d need to handle the seduction very carefully. Something told me she wouldn’t be easy to mold into what I needed. Or maybe my tastes had changed.

The seconds ticked by, the waitress appearing. As she placed a drink in front of me, I was caught off guard.

“I didn’t order this,” I told her.

“No, sir. Compliments of the lady,” the girl said and stepped aside, pointing toward the table where Penelope stood. She certainly wasn’t looking in my direction at this point. I stared at her, taking deep breaths, willing the sweet Penelope to turn her head in my direction.

When she finally did as if on command, she offered a perfectly seductive smile and turned her back to me.

“I’m curious. Did she say anything?” I asked, my balls tightening.

“She wanted you to know how sorry she was for inconveniencing you.”

“Thank you.” I immediately brought the glass to my lips, wondering what she was thinking or if she even cared. Yes, I could tell she did. “I’m all in, gentlemen. It would seem the choice has been made for me.”

This would be quite enjoyable. What Penelope had yet to realize was that she’d awakened a predator and in doing so, she would be led down a dark path of filth and sin.

One that would lead her to her only chance at salvation.

Something that only I could provide.

For the price of her utter and complete submission.

CHAPTER 5

Penelope

Why were older men so freaking hot?

I’d seen the way the mysterious, grumpy stranger had looked at me. As if I was a feast on a huge silver platter.

I bit my lower lip to keep from laughing as visions popped into my mind.

Okay, not every older man was sexy. There were some duds everywhere, but holy smokes, when there was a hot one, he was smoking. I fanned my face while grimacing as I dared look at the table where Mr. Hottie had been.

When had he left the bar and why hadn’t I noticed?