“Little fucking brat…” I kick at the tire.
It’s about time Theodora realizes who the hell is in charge from now on. Starting with what is probably her first spanking in her entire life, but it sure as fuck won’t be her last.
CHAPTER TEN
MASSIO
I’ve been waiting for the school bell to dismiss her all day.
After replacing my tire, I spent the best part of the morning putting actions in place that take away Little Miss Switchblade Wielder’s freedom. She’s never been told no, that much is clear, and while she might be lying about stalkers for attention, the fact that could be a possibility makes it more important to cover all bases. That’s what I tell myself as I glance down at the tracker my brother Miko managed to hide on her mobile phone.
Poor girl downloaded what she thought was an update, when, in fact, it gave me full access to everything she has on her phone—as well as her location.
Irritation floods me as a flock of teen boys surrounds her and another girl. By my notes, Posy Williams, an honor roll student, much like Theodora, though her parents appear interested in her, whereas Theodora is left to her own devices.
When another guy comes along and throws his arm over Theodora, it’s go-time. I jump out of the SUV and press the horn, drawing all gazes in my direction. “Let’s go!” I bellow throughthe parking lot, and when she sees it’s me, her mouth drops open. A mouth I’ll take great pleasure in forcing up and down my cock until she can’t open it farther.
She says something to her friends, then skips in my direction; her hips swing, and annoyance settles in my veins like a poison. Her school skirt is short—way too short. There’s no way in hell she should be wearing that, and with the way her tits bounce as she makes her way over to me, yep, that blouse should be illegal too.
“Are you wearing a bra?” I hiss as she reaches me.
She tuts loudly. “What are you, my father?”
I rear back, and something inside me twists. In this moment, with a rebellious teenager in my reach and my cock twitching in my pants, I want absolutely nothing to do with being fatherly toward her, but I do want to punish her like a father should, then care for her after, piece her broken heart back together with promises I’ve no intention of keeping. All while asserting my revenge on her mother.
“Thea?” Posy yells, drawing Thea’s attention away from me. “Do you want me to pick you up in the morning?”
Her mouth opens to answer, but I beat her to it. “No!” I take hold of her elbow and pull open the passenger door. “In.” I tip my head in the direction of the seat.
She rolls those blue orbs at me but settles her little ass in the seat, and I slam the door behind her.
The moment I slide into the SUV, she turns away from me, causing irritation to build inside me. There’s absolutely no acknowledgment of her actions this morning—none. I reverse out of the parking lot.
“Are you going to apologize for this morning?” I ask.
“Nope.” She crosses her arms over her chest.
I shake my head with a tight smile. “Oh, I think you are.”
“Doubtful,” she quips back.
“We’ll see about that,” I snipe.
She twists her lips, then turns to look out of the window, and my body swells with a need to punish her.
Hard.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
THEA
Massio looks fit to burst, and while I should probably apologize for busting his tire, it was warranted.
Not only is the man intruding on my life, but he has the nerve to tell me he might suck on my nipples, then proceeds to have loud sex in the room next to mine when there’s so many others to choose from. Then he called me a brat while fucking another woman and came with his eyes locked on me.
Not to mention, the whole gym incident.
He’s not getting away with it. Men like him think women are nothing more than objects for them to use.
