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He presses the button on his phone. As I’m shocked again, his hand crashes against my ass. Hard. Before I can recover from both the shock and his spanking, he’s off his seat in a flash and grabbing me, trapping me against the table with his hips.

My stomach flips.

“Do you want to know what I think?” Despite his reaction, his tone is terrifyingly calm and unaffected. Reaching behind me, he picks up a sharp knife from the table as his other hand runs over the curve of my hip. I swallow thickly, wondering what he intends to do with it. When he gets to the hem of my dress, he pulls back a bit and lowers the knife.

My chest spasms with worry. “M-Milton—”

There’s a sound of a rip, and my gasp punctures the silence. He’s using the knife to cut the dress off, and I freeze, the devil’s tongue leaving a trail of damp-heat down my spine. “That you’re a disobedient little brat, and Ihate this dress.”

The dress splits easily against the blade, and I can’t help groaning, my heart a physical sight to see vibrating against my chest. Tossing the knife back onto the table, he pulls the material apart and rips it open. Pushing the thin straps over my shoulders, it flutters to the ground like a dying butterfly.

All I have on now are the chastity belt and black heels. After staring at my nakedness without touching me for a solid minute, Milton finally lifts his head, and our eyes clash. “You’ve just wasted eight hundred dollars.”

I shiver as the side of his lip arches, looking so darn evil and sexy. “Keep trying to come onto me. It’s entertaining.”

He goes to back away when I grab the collar of his shirt and pull him against me. My lips push against his, but he pulls back, and my world flips upside down as he throws me over his shoulder.

Blood rushes to my head as he storms through the mansion like a bull seeking destruction. As he climbs the stairs, his shoulder digs uncomfortably into my stomach, but I don’t care. I’m dying for it. This. Him. All I need to do is keep pushing. And pushing. And—

He throws me down on his bed. I shake as he spreads my thighs, pressing my knees into the mattress and keeping me like that for his viewing pleasure.

Eventually, he slips his hand into his pocket and pulls out the key. “Is this what you want?”

“It’s whatyouwant.”

“Dammit, Heidi. What do you want from me?” he growls.

“To admit the truth.”

“Why?” he demands angrily. “Surely, you know the effect you have on men?”

“I want to know the effect I have onyou.”

His eyes darken as he grabs the lock and shoves the key inside. Turning it, the lock snaps off, and then he’s unstrapping the belt. The relief is instant as he pulls it down my legs, and I notice its left red indentations on my skin. “Are you sure you want that?”

“Yes.”

Grabbing my arm, he pulls me off his bed, his jaw locked as he backs me up. “Go use the bathroom, and when you get back, I’ll show you how much you affect me.”

He storms into his closet, letting go of me, and I hear a drawer open from within. My insides drop as I rush into the bathroom and slam the door.

What am I doing?Provoking,and I can’t help it. I think I’m enjoying it even though I’m terrified about what he will do. I’ve so much to prove to him at this moment, but my inexperience threatens to tear me down.

Stepping over to the large mirror over a glittering sink, I stare at myself. A vixen stares back with pink-stained cheeks, knowing fully what she’s doing and hoping she can handle it.

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