Page 26 of Devious Vow


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“First. Of. All.”

He stands abruptly, his voice barking across the space between us.

“You will refer to me as Mr. Black. Or sir.”

I stare at him open-mouthed.

Sir? He can’t be fucking serious.

“Is that clear, Ms. Leblanc?”

I nod. “Yeah, sorry.”

“Save the yeahs for someone who isn’t your fucking boss. It’s yes, sir and no, sir. Got it? And apology accepted.”

My brows knit. “Wait, apology? I wasn’t?—”

“I don’t care.”

I flinch at how abrupt his words are—how viciously he’s staring at me. How cold the room feels as his gaze stabs into me.

“Just as I don’t give a single fuck why you were late. Just know that it’s never happening again.”

I nod. “I understand.”

“You understand…?” Alistair raises a significant brow.

You’re fucking joking.

I swallow my pride and clear my throat. “I understand, sir.”

“Good.”

“So, what should I?—”

“Whatever I ask, whenever I ask it.”

He slowly stalks out from behind his desk and moves toward me. It’s like watching a jungle predator prowling through the shadows, and just as triggering to my adrenaline. My pulse quickens as he moves closer and closer, and I keep waiting for him to stop, but he doesn’t. He just keeps coming closer.

And closer.

And closer.

I gasp, my spine jerking ramrod straight as he stops right in front of me, looming over me with his broad shoulders and black gaze. With his masculine scent of something woodsy, citrusy, and spicy engulfing my senses, arresting my pulse.

“I…I’m not sure what you mean…”

Every nerve in my body explodes as he suddenly grabs my jaw, lifting my gaze to his as it slices into me.

“What I mean, Ms. LeBlanc,” he snarls, “is that from now on…” His thumb and forefinger tighten on my chin, making me shudder.

“From now on, I fucking own you.”

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ELOISE

I fucking own you.

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