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LUKA
My truck bounces over the private gravel road that leads to my house. I keep my eyes focused on both sides of the dark path just in case some stupid fuck thinks it’d be a good idea to ambush me on my way home.
“So you’re not only a sadistic and deviant monster, but rich to boot,” Natasha grumbles from the passenger seat. “Lucky me, I guess I really hit the jackpot with my kidnapper.”
I clench the steering wheel tight. “Don’t worry. My part in all of this is about to come to an end. And you’ll have a new target for your impaling devices.”
“Oh, you won’t be gracing me with the pleasure of your company for much longer?” she snaps. “That’s too bad. Please excuse me while I bawl my brains out.”
I reach the end of the road and pull up to the garage next to my house in Key Biscayne, one of the most exclusive areas of Miami. I pay plenty to make sure my dealings are far off the radar, but just in case, I need to make things very clear to Natasha so she doesn’t start screaming her head off once we get out of the car.
I stab a code into the security keypad next to the door and pull the truck inside once the automatic door lifts. Natasha narrows her eyes at the expensive road candy displayed in front of her, and then looks at me.
“You know, guys who have those kinds of cars are usually trying to compensate for something they don’t have, like a big dick.” She lifts an eyebrow. “Would you be one of those unfortunate ones?”
“There is nothing unfortunate about me,” I say, turning off the ignition. “Not that you’ll ever get the chance to enjoy a sample.” I’d rather wait to shock her with my cock than tell her now how I’ll ravage her any time and any way that I want once she’s married to Dima. She’ll learn the difference between us pretty damn quick.
“Too bad,” she says sarcastically. “Can you see how devastated I am?”
I turn to look at her, bringing a hand to the back of her head. Her eyes shoot flaming daggers as I pull her close. She grits her teeth, and I know if I try to get her too close, she’ll probably do some sick shit, like bite off the tip of my nose.
“Let me just say this one time. When I let you out of the car, you’re gonna walk into the house without saying a word. I don’t even want to hear you swallow. And if you want to try me, if you think that screaming would be a good idea, just remember your family, still under my surveillance and still tied up in their home. If you fuck around, I will call my guys and have them kill someone. It could be any of them,” I hiss. “So, you wanna try me?”
“No.”
“Good girl. Because if you do anything stupid, I will punish you.”
“I thought I was about to become someone else’s headache.”
“Oh, you are. But that won’t stop me from making you pay for your mistake.” I smile when she doesn’t respond. “Good, you’re learning the ropes.”
Although, part of me wants her to yell her damn head off so I have the perfect excuse to deliver the sting of my palm against that perfect ass.
I ball my hands into tight fists as I get out and walk around to her side of my truck.
I hate her for her association with Ivan, and I want her to feel severe pain because of it.
I pull open the door, and she places her feet on the pavement, taking her sweet time getting out of the truck I stare at her as she slowly straightens, and with a lightning-fast motion, she jabs me in the gut with her fist.
I let out a low groan, and she smiles sweetly without saying a word.
The blow didn’t hurt as much as it caught me by surprise.
But she just told me in no uncertain terms that she wants to be punished.
Good.
Because I want so badly to be the punisher.
Unfortunately for both of us, I don’t have a lot of time to execute my desire before my brother shows up to claim his prize.
And although it would be really nice to see the look on his face when I have his bride-to-be splayed across my lap with a hand on her ass, it’s not worth the certain war to follow.
I grab one of her wrists, and with my free hand, stab the code into the security keypad for the door leading into the house. The door unlocks, and I drag her inside.
Natasha isn’t stupid. I told her if she made a sound, someone would die. So she used a different tactic to try and win a round. She’s going to wish she hadn’t tested me.
Or maybe she knew exactly what she was doing.
