Page 9 of His Pet

My smile widenswhen she doesn’t move. I can’t be angry because I’m fairly certain it isn’t out of defiance, but fear. There’s so much of it coming from this girl, it’s filled my room, and even if I kicked her out now it’d linger here for weeks, it’s so strong.

It’s quite the aphrodisiac.

This game we’re going to be playing while I wait to get my cats back was intended to be a nice distraction, but not one that would appease my more…playfulside. She’s here so I can work out my frustrations on her instead of my men, as Joe would put it. Although he wanted me to just kill her. That would be too easy, too quick for what she’s done. I want to humiliate her, degrade her, stomp out every last one of those spoiled-girl ambitions of hers, and then maybe I’ll be merciful and end her life.

This isn’t exactly the way I pictured myself reacting, but it works nonetheless. I just didn’t expect this to be so… fun.

I pat my leg and cluck my tongue like I do when I want Lucian to come to me. And with that, she’s pissed. She narrows her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest while standing. She not so slyly shuffles toward the door. I wonder if she knows it’s locked.

“Fuck you,” she sneers.

My smile vanishes, as does my amusement. I hate when women curse. Call it sexist, but it’s unattractive coming from a woman’s lips.

I must look rather terrifying because her narrowed eyes look away, and she shifts more toward the door. She pounces for the knob like a cat going for a mouse, but the knob doesn’t turn. She glances toward me with wide eyes then recrosses her arms over her chest.

“You aren’t very good at this whole escaping thing, are you?”

“What did they give me?” she asks, tears spilling over her cheeks. She wipes them on her shoulder.

“Just a little something to make sure you’re easily manageable, although if you ask me, I’d say that was unnecessary. The bulk has obviously worn off, but you may be sluggish for a day or two.”

“Why are you doing this to me?” Now the crying is in full force. She turns away like she doesn’t want me to see and holds her face in her hands. It’s fascinating. I don’t often get to see someone’s vulnerability so clearly displayed. So open and inviting.

My cock jumps in my pants, and I glance down at the bulge. Hmm. Fascinating indeed.

“Come here.” I order, moving my eyes to the girl again.

She turns to face me with watery eyes, and I tilt my head as I study her. She has soft brown, curly hair down to her breasts and light brown eyes to match. She’s wearing a blue dress with an open back that looks too expensive for a girl her age, and I wonder if it’s part of her usual attire or if she wore it to celebrate her big victory tonight. She must be so proud.

“Now.” I use my assertive voice. She flinches, but then she moves onto her hands and knees.

She takes a few deep breaths to prepare herself for theoh so demeaningcrawl to me, and I have to suppress a laugh. She has no idea what I have planned for her.

She keeps her head down as she crawls slowly to the bed. I pat the comforter beside me, and she stands and climbs onto the mattress, her teeth gritting like it’s difficult for her. I consider helping her, but I like the struggle.

“Here.” I extend the bottle and she snatches it and hurries to get the cap off. She downs the water greedily, and when the bottle crinkles and she’s sucking air, she pulls it away and gasps. She goes to hand it to me, but I point to the trash can on the other side of the fridge and she tosses it there, tensing when she misses and the bottle rolls on the floor.

I grab her by the back of the neck and drag her toward me just to feel her tense body against me. She shakes but is otherwise catatonic.

“Did you know I was just issued a fine for animal cruelty, Amelia?”

“They don’t belong in a—”

I slap a hand over her mouth before she can finish. I take in a breath to cool the anger brewing.

“You asked why I’m doing this,” I hiss through my teeth. She whimpers at the pressure I’m putting on her face, but I don’t move my hand away. “I’m trying to explain it to you.Don’tbe rude.”

I let her go, and she recoils from me. She faces the floor and digs her hands into my comforter.

“You’re here because it seems as though you believe I’m cruel to my animals, and I’d like the opportunity to prove that I’m not. Since you’ve taken them from me, I can’t simply let you observe how I treat them, can I?”

“I believe you,” she says. “I made a mistake.”

I clutch her jaw and jerk her to look at me. “Yes, you did. A very big mistake, Amelia. But lucky for you, I’m going to be generous enough to allow you to make up for it.”

She doesn’t ask me the obvious question of ‘how’, but I offer her the answer anyway.

“For the next however long it takes to get my cats back,youare going to be my pet. Then maybe you’ll see what a good owner I am and maybe I’ll be distracted enough to not be so resentful that they’re gone.”

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