Page 10 of His Pet


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She shakes her head. “I don’t want to be your… I’m not going to do that.” She shoves off the bed, wobbling for a moment but then regaining her balance. She hurries back to the door and jerks the knob, frantically trying to get out, but I don’t quite understand why when there’s no way she can make it into the elevator without the passcode. Maybe it’s instinctual? Desperate? I don’t know. I’m not well versed in panic, myself.

“Then you’ll have to die.”

She freezes. My words might as well have been ice water thrown onto her with the way it makes her shake.

I get up and go to her, spinning her around and pinning her to the door. She stares at me with wide eyes and doesn’t flinch when I cup her cheek in an intimate gesture. “You don’t want to die, do you, Amelia?”

“Who the fuck are you?”

My hold roughens, and she must realize her mistake because she corrects herself. “Who are you? Please.”

“I already told you.”

“You told me your name. You didn’t tell me who you are.”

I pull my hand away and consider the question.

She doesn’t even know.

I laugh, and when it bubbles out of my throat, it doesn’t stop coming. She shrinks into the door, terrified, and it only makes me laugh harder.

She doesn’t know who I am. She doesn’t know the mess she’s gotten herself into.

I rub a hand over my face and force myself to come down from my laughter, but I leave my smile plastered for her when I meet her gaze again.

“I’m a member of the Gruco Crime Family and the owner of the casino you just went after.”

I tip her chin and lean down so I’m almost kissing her. Her sporadic breaths brush my lips.

“And now, Amelia, I’m the owner ofyou.”

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