Page 58 of Mr. Devereaux


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I can’t even believe I’m entertaining the idea. Every single warning sign in my head goes ignored. I don’t want to hear it.

“I hate that word.”

“Your little bitch then.”

I chuckle. “You always did have a mouth on you.”

“All the better to suck you with, Daddy.”

My cock hardens at her words. But I’m also not going to fuck her in this car.

“You just can’t help yourself, can you?”

Her lips quirk as I pull back. “Answer the question.”

“I don’t want you to sleep with any other men. If I let you go, eventually it will happen even if you’re not at Élégance.”

Her breath hitches slightly in her chest. “You don’t want me sleeping with any other man, ever?”

I swallow the lump in my throat. What am I saying, exactly? It’s not clear even to me.

“Let’s just take it one day at a time.”

“You haven’t even asked me my going rate.”

I tuck her hair behind her ears. “What is your going rate, Princess?”

Her hands clutch my biceps and I want so badly to take her in my arms. “Ten grand a week.”

I don’t even baulk. She’s worth far more than that.

“For your complete loyalty?”

“Yes, of course.”

“There will only be me.”

“Duh.”

I nip her chin. “I can see this smart mouth is still getting you into all sorts of trouble.”

“That’s because I was raised by a pack of wolves.”

I roll my eyes. “Not funny.”

“So we have a deal?”

“You got five grand for one night; this seems a little cheap.”

Cheap is probably the wrong choice of words to use in this particular scenario.

“Fine. Twenty then.”

“Done.”

Her eyes go wide with shock. “Holy shit. You’re going to pay me twenty grand a week?”

“Yes, but you’ll have to sign a contract.”

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