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“I still don’t think I did anything wrong,” I mutter.

“You don’t realize the power you have with that body of yours, huh?” he casually comments.

“I’m aware of what I can do with my body,” I speak earnestly. “However, it’s not like I was intentionally doing anything. I was just trying to eat the lifeless set of boring food, hoping that shit ass drug would get out of my system, and I could enjoy the taste of the cheap wine.” I shake my head as if the memory brings nothing but a metallic taste to my mouth.

“You guys can go back and watch the recording and see I wasn’t trying to seduce his father or anything. Jeez, his mistress or whoever that was couldn’t stop pushing her breasts further up with her extra-strength push-up bra all night to try to get her man’s attention. He must love bigger-chested women with more curves, anyway, so I don’t see how he’ll get turned on by a video watching his son fuck my mou?—”

The cold metal pressed against my lips is surprising, but when I see the flat surface of the blade glimmer in my line of vision, I’m not necessarily frightened.

More confused.

Zander stares at me for a moment, a calculative stare. His mind works to rearrange and put pieces together until there’s a formed solution.

“I don’t care what Mr. Leighton’s preferences in women are.” I have to peer slightly up to confirm his mask is back but up enough for his lips to be visible, his tone full of fury and craving. “You’re ours. Property of the Ruthless Kings. He’ll see that when he enjoys a copy of our contract sitting on his desk before morning,” he growls. “As for any recordings of the event, they’re wiped.”

What…

I want to speak, but I go against it with the blade still silencing me with its frigid surface. Zander catches on when the silence draws between us.

“I excused myself, only to go straight to their security room, beat the shit out of the guard, and delete the footage. Also bribed one of the maids to destroy the hidden camera in the vase that was on the opposite side of the room. Smart angle, but easy to detect.”

I arch an eyebrow because I didn’t detect anything in the vase. I only noticed the missing decorative piece that the guard deliberately noted cost more than my existence.

Is that what he meant when he emphasized how everyone in that room wouldn’t be loyal to the Leighton Empire?

“Then I decided to ensure our property was not trying to jump off the balcony,” he emphasizes. It’s intriguing to see this switch in him.From kind and considerate to cold and demanding.“Now, I need you to repay me for my interference.”

He finally removes the blade from my lips, allowing me to speak.

I’m smarter than that, though.

He sees it in my eyes.

“Speak, Dolcezza.”

“Only if you let me get payback against Domino,” I offer. His lips press together, and I wonder if he’s thinking about it or upset I’ve brought him up, but then he smirks.

“Suck me off like I’m your last breath of oxygen, and I’ll let you get payback against Domino for bullying and humiliating you earlier,” he vows.

I smirk at his offer before my tongue trails along my bottom lip.

I’m sure he’s watching every inch of movement.

“Carry these two-thousand-dollar shoes for the rest of the night, and I’ll even call you Daddy.”

Now, he smiles from ear to ear, showing me those perfect white teeth as he spins the blade handle in his grasp.

“Deal.”

“You still owe me for doing something accountable,” I emphasize.

“And what does my Dolcezza have in mind?” he offers and leans in close, just to trail his tongue along my bottom lip. I shiver at his touch while our eyes are locked in an intense gaze. “Tell your King what you desire.”

Fuck…

“Two things,” I quietly offer and notice the slight smirk on the corner of his lips.I’m playing with fire. No. With gasoline that’s ready to light the world on fire.

“Proceed.”

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