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She looks as if I’ve slapped her and I feel bad about that, but the last thing I need is banal conversation when I have so much to do.

She stares angrily out of the window and I carry on with my reading and as the time ticks by, I sense an ever-growing distance forming between us and know she’s pissed.

Sighing, I replace the contents and say wearily, “I’m sorry, baby, it’s been a fucking exhausting day and the reason I want to get this out of the way is because I want to spend the rest of the evening inside you.”

She still says nothing and I hate the frosty atmosphere that’s developed inside the car and say with a sigh, “Look at me, Holly.”

She turns and the daggers in her eyes make me smile because I love the fire in her I am doing my best to put out and reaching out, I pull her toward me and grind my lips onto hers. At first, she is stiff and unyielding and then as I slide my hand up her skirt and feel the soft skin trailing up to her thigh, I love the soft moan she gives as I find my way to her already drenched pussy.

Pushing her panties aside, I play with her clit until she gasps and then as I enter two fingers inside her opening, she grinds down on them as I pump hard. Biting her lip, I relish the small scream that I capture in my mouth and as she comes hard on my fingers, I whisper, “Better.”

She nods and almost immediately the angry look has been replaced by a happier one and I say gently, “We both have some adjusting to do and I have never shared this ride home with anyone before. I’ll meet you halfway though because I want you to like living with me, despite what you think.”

Licking my two fingers, one by one, I see the lust re-enter her eyes and I grin.

“First, we eat and then we fuck. Welcome to your new home, baby.”

“About that.” She seems uncertain and I nod. “Yes.”

“I already have a home. I should really go and check on it.”

“It’s gone.”

“What do you mean, gone?”

“I had your stuff moved to mine.”

“Seriously?”

“You’re welcome.”

“I wasn’t thanking you. Why would you do that, it’s my home, you had no right?”

“I had every right, Holly, because under the terms of our contract, you now belong to me.”

“Belong to you, are you kidding me?”

“No, I’m not. You see, in the terms and conditions of the contract you signed, it clearly states that you will live with me and be at my disposal twenty-four hours a day. In return, I will pay all your expenses, and provide you with a home. You have one day off a week, unless you are granted more by prior arrangement and only if I agree. So, as I said before, welcome home, Holly, because you’re mine now.”

“You think.” She is angry, and that excites me. “What if I want to renegotiate the terms of that so called contract, surely I have a cooling-off period?”

“Twenty-four hours and that expired already.”

“You bastard.”

“Thank you.”

The car stops and as the door opens, she bolts from it like a gazelle from a lion and I watch her expression as she takes some deep breaths and stares around her in shock.

We are in my private underground car park and it is stuffed full of performance vehicles, all bearing my personal number plate.

Sam smirks as he steps aside to let me pass and I know he is loving every minute of this because he likes seeing me have to work for something for once.

As we step inside my elevator, Holly stands as far away from me as possible, and I sense an interesting evening ahead.

The tension is a major turn on for me and so as soon as we step foot inside the apartment and Sam heads off to his own wing of it, I drop my case and say roughly, “I think we need to set the rules in place, follow me.”

I lead her to the impressive open space living room that wraps around the view of the city, and she stares in disbelief at the decadent paradise I have created. Soft cream carpeting, low comfortable seating and dim intimate lighting, all designed to offer the ultimate in relaxation. The only splash of color comes from the art on the walls, and the modern fireplace springs into life as the timer kicks in.

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