Page 109 of These Monstrous Deeds


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Carter immediately curves his shoulders forward, his gaze falling to his throbbing knees. He presses his hands against the floor hard enough to make his fingers ache. “I’m sorry, sir. I’m sorry. I won’t misbehave anymore. I’m done being bad.”

Sir says nothing, but his gaze is heavy enough to speak on its own. Then he sighs. “We need to talk.”

Considering sir’s bad mood, Carter doesn’t take any chances by speaking. He just remains quiet and still, trying not to panic as every agonizing second sends his anxiety ratcheting up to suffocating levels.

Sir sighs again. Then Carter hears the soft thud of sir’s towel hitting the floor. A moment later, he’s getting a spectacular view of sir’s perfect ass as he walks over to the dresser at the very back of his large closet.

“We’re going to an event tomorrow evening.” Sir pulls on a pair of tight black boxer briefs, followed by a pair of dress socks that stop mid-calf. “It’s a very important event for me.”

Carter remains silent, but he lifts his chin to look at sir directly to show he’s listening. Sir moves over to his rack of blue suits. “I’ve spoiled you, something we’re both aware of, yes?”

“Yes, sir. I-” Carter pauses, swallowing hard. “I’m thankful, sir.”

Sir’s jaw ticks. He chooses a suit and starts to pull the pants on. “You’ll be expected to be on your best behavior tomorrow.”

“Yes, sir. I will be, I promise, sir.”

“I know.” Sir’s lips twitch, almost like he’s trying to fight a smile. He grabs a white dress shirt and begins to put it on. Sir turns to face him, his fingers working the buttons on his shirt. His gaze is intense as it settles on Carter. “I told you yesterday that I was going to consider no longer sharing you.”

Carter goes perfectly still, his mind racing.

“I’ve decided to keep you to myself. You’re mine. Only mine. Understood?”

“Oh,” Carter whispers, his exhale shaky. His chest feels warm. His entire body does, in fact. “I – thank you. Thank you, sir.”

Sir shoots him a look as he tucks his shirt into his pants. “It’s not foryou.”

“Right. I – obviously, sir. I’m sorry.”

“Just because I won’t be sharing you doesn’t mean I can’t make you miserable.” It dawns on Carter that he might still be in trouble. The fear only grows as he watches sir pick a belt. He doesn’t put it on, running his fingers over the smooth leather instead. Carter’s heart races. “If you misbehave at this event, the punishment you will receive will make what happened with Todd Henley seem like a rainy afternoon nap. Understood?”

Carter’s stomach burns with acid. He won’t be misbehaving. No way in hell. “Understood, sir.”

Sir puts the belt on. Carter nearly cries in relief.

“Some behaviors that I usually allow to pass will not be acceptable tomorrow. I’m going to give you additional rules, which you will practice today.”

“Yes, sir.”

“That.” Sir points his finger at him, eyes narrowing. “That right there is one of them. Do not speak unless asked a question. Ever. Understood?”

A question.

“Yes, sir.”

“And you looking at me right now? Not okay. Eyes on the floor, always. Chin down as well.”

Carter follows the instructions, biting his bottom lip to keep from speaking out of turn. His fingers itch when he sees sir choose a tie. It feels strange not helping him dress this morning. That’s always been their thing. The last time he was denied the privilege to do so was when he was in trouble.

He realizes he’s looking at sir again and quickly drops his gaze.

This is going to be hard.

“Tell me your rules, pet. All of them.”

Fuck. That wasn’t a question.

That wasn’t a question. He said only questions.

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