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I turn the handle and push the door open, seeing him standing behind his desk. He looks like he was just sorting out some paperwork. He stops when he sees me and gives my body a full sweep.
I take the moment to look at him too. He’s dressed more casual in a black long-sleeved T-shirt and black slacks that look similar to the pair he wore when we first met; these have a little dragon insignia on the pocket though. I’ve seen him in a suit and slacks. I wonder if he ever wears jeans.
“Come in and close the door,” he commands, and I walk in allowing the door to close behind me.
“Good day?” he asks. The humor on his face is a tell that he was most likely informed about the day I had. I gave the driver who took me to the clinic a mouthful because he stayed with me through the whole examination. He was told he had to.
“What sort of answer do you want me to give you?” I throw back. I know my tone is way off and I should watch myself, but I can’t help it. I’m pissed.
“The truth,” he answers.
“You don’t want the truth.”
“Try me.”
It’s an invite I think I might accept. “Well, for a start, when I tell you something as personal as I’m clean and I don’t have any STDs, it would be decent at least if you believed me. I don’t wish to spread my legs for the fucking doctor and driver all in the same afternoon. You didn’t have to have the driver in there with me. It was humiliating.” I didn’t think I was going to launch into such an attack. Now that I’ve got it off my chest, I feel better for it, but I don’t know what it will cost me.
His face is completely unreadable. I don’t know what the hell he’s thinking. He’s just looking at me without answering.
“If you wanted me to go to the doctors with you, you should have said so,” he states, and I glower at him.
“What? That’s what you got from my answer?”
“Well, I think you’re right. Your pussy belongs to me, so it should just be me who sees it. I’ll bear that in mind next time.”
Next time?
What the hell would I be going anywhere for next time? Shit… if he’s thinking in terms of next time, there’s still that issue of when I’ll be allowed to leave here.
“There will be no next time.” The words fall from my mouth mindlessly, and the instant they do, I realize my mistake. I forgot who I’m talking to and why I’m here.
Much as I hate to admit this, he actually did me a favor. He spared Dad’s life and showed mercy. I’m thinking all these things, reminding myself that I need to keep them at the forefront of my mind. But this just feels like I’m in prison.
When he steps from behind his desk, I tense but try to act like he has no effect on me.
He sees through the shit though. As he comes closer, the cunning look in his eyes intensifies.
He gets right up in my face, and I don’t back away. Instead, I stare up at him with expectancy, waiting. Waiting for an answer or an action.
“Ava Knight, what do you think ownership means? It appears you and I have some very different understandings of the term. Mine is the Oxford definition, which is generally acceptable by most. ‘The act, state, or right of possessing something.’Right of possessing. That means I get to make the decisions I want over my property. That sort of thing. What do you think it means?”
I close my eyes and seethe. What do I do here? This is more than humiliation. So much more.
Don’t make the situation worse, Ava. You’ll suffer.I can’t make it worse.
I will myself to think straight and block out the rage.
“I agree with you,” I say, except the quiver in my voice makes it sound so shaky it doesn’t sound like the voice comes from me. His eyes darken with a sexual heat that reaches me. He touches the edge of my cheek and traces the outline of my jaw. It makes my nerves scatter. “Ownership means that.”
“Good. Now that we’re on the same page, go and sit over there and spread your legs for me. Let me see your pussy.”
Chapter Nine
Vincent
Her cheeks flush red at my words.
The coloring starts there and works its way down her elegant neck. That damn look of want and desire in her eyes comes right back and gives me permission to do whatever I want to her.
