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“This isn’t good,” I murmured to myself.
None of this was right. None of what Dominik did to my body was right. And yet, it made me feel alive. It made me feel… good. The orgasms he afforded me were some of the strongest I had ever experienced, and that included the orgasms I gave myself. I’d never acknowledge that to him, lest his ego grow so big that he no longer cared about what he did to me. And while I knew that none of this shit was kosher, it didn’t stop me from wondering where our next vacation would take us.
“I see someone enjoys it down here.”
Dominik’s voice pierced the silence and I groaned. “Shut up and leave me alone.”
“Can’t,” he said as he walked closer to me, “the plane leaves in two hours.”
I peeked over at him from beneath my arm. “We’re leaving today?”
He slid his hands into the pockets of his suit pants as a smirk crawled across his cheeks. “Losing track of your days already? I have to say, that’s a record even for myself.”
I turned my back to him. “I’ll be up to shower and pack in a bit.”
“Care for breakfast?”
“Nope.”
“Suit yourself.”
The second he disappeared, I slid my wobbly ass out of bed. I looked over at the crusted toys and my tattered clothes on the floor and rolled my eyes. If he thought for one second that I was cleaning that shit up, he had another think coming. And since he had destroyed my outfit, again, I ripped the sheet off the bed and tossed it around my shoulders.
Before I headed upstairs to begin packing for the journey home.
I can’t wait until this damn contract is finished.
The time passed in a blur, and by the time I managed to clock my surroundings we were already on the plane and in the air. The stewardess set a cup of coffee in front of me, and I sighed with relief before I picked it up. I needed energy. I needed focus. I needed to turn my damn laptop on and figure out what the hell I had missed.
I sank myself into work while I sat at the back of the private jet, putting as much distance between Dominik and my body as possible.
But, when we finally landed back in the city, his voice boomed over my head.
“See you next weekend. I’ll send the itinerary to your phone before the end of the day.”
My head jerked up. “Next weekend?”
“Mhm.”
I closed my laptop. “I’ve got plans next weekend. I’ve got a client that--”
He didn’t even dignify me with a look. “You signed a contract. You know what happens if you default. Don’t show up if you don’t want to, just understand the consequences.”
To this day, I have no idea what the hell possessed me to get up out of my seat. I had no idea how I moved so quickly in the heels I wore to try and appear put together when we both stepped off the plane. One second, I had closed my laptop, and the next second my hand swung through the air.
Before a resounding crack popped between us as I backhanded him across his cheek.
“You son of a bitc—”
He caught my wrist midair. His eyes ignited with fury as he pulled me close, negating the distance between us. He ground his hips against mine, causing me to whimper as he leaned in so close that I breathed the air he afforded me.
And the anger in his eyes was prevalent.
“Trust me, before all of this is over, you’ll be begging for more time with me. So, make sure you cherish this time, because when I’m done with you? You will be the sweetest submissive I have ever enjoyed.”
I yanked away from him as his cheek started to swell and redden. I shoved my things into my suitcase as quickly as possible, then charged past him as I slammed my body into his. I knocked him clear off his feet, sending him falling into a seat as his growl followed me right off his fucking plane.
And as I stalked past the car he had ordered to take us home, I listened to him call out to me.
“Sure you don’t want a ride, Miss Rochere? It’ll be easier that way.”
I flipped him the bird as I walked toward the chain-link fence that surrounded the private tarmac.
Because I’d rather ruin my fucking feet walking home in six-inch heels than have to stomach being near him a millisecond longer than I had to.
