Page 37 of His Puppet

I walk to stand in front of her, and when she looks down, I grab her jaw to force her head up. I’m not angry. Not even a little. I actually think her smart mouth is kind of sexy, and every time she draws my attention to her mouth with her biting, all I can think about is putting my cock in it again.

But still, the disrespect has to stop. I’d rather she didn’t get too comfortable with me.

“Do you know what happened to the men you got away from when you stole from me?”

She tries to shake her head, but I won’t let her budge. She swallows. “No.”

“They’re dead, Emily. I had Victor kill them the night he brought you to me. I’m sure it was a slow, painful death, and I’m sure they would have begged for the mercy I’ve given you.”

Emily’s eyes widen, giving me a nice view of her pretty blue irises sparkling.

“No onehas ever gotten the same mercy from me as you have. Don’t be an ungrateful brat.”

I release her jaw and lightly caress her cheek, giving her a wink when I let my hand fall. “Now, what were you saying? You think you should be able to go home?”

Emily rubs her jaw and considers her next words. She opens and closes her mouth. “I uh… I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

She chews her lip and doesn’t say anything.

“Well, you’re the boss, right? Shouldn’t you decide where you live and what you do?”

She lets out a breath. “Look, Blade—”

“Mr. Bianchi.”

Emily flinches at my tone and averts her eyes. I fight the urge to smile.

“Mr. Bianchi. I appreciate the opportunity to work for you.” She takes a deep breath. “I would greatly appreciate it if you took into consideration my desire to live at home. I assure you, I will keep my cell phone with me at all times and wait for your calls.”

I cup her cheek, her cringing as I do, and gently bring her back to look at me. My gaze lowers to her lips. “Much better… Very respectful.”

She lets out a breath and closes her eyes.

I move my gaze to her cleavage. She’s still wearing the outfit she picked out earlier for her rendezvous with Detective O’Rourke. Jealousy flares thinking about her lips wrapped around him, just like they were me, and I try to put out the flame. She’s just as manipulative as she is sexy, and if I’m not careful, she’ll be the one pulling the strings.

“No, you can’t go home.”

Her eyes pop open, and I glance at her face before going back to her tits. My cock stirs, and I ignore the desperation coming off Emily in waves.

She takes a step back and covers her chest. “What? Why?”

I raise my brows. “Do I need to give a reason?”

Her jaw clenches, and I can tell it’s killing her not to argue.

“No, I guess you don’t.”

“Youguess?” I laugh and close the distance between us. Before I put my hands on her, she blurts out a correction.

“No, you do not owe me a reason.”

“Sir.”

She grinds her teeth, closes her eyes, and takes a breath. “You don’t owe me a reason,sir.”

A grin spreads on my face, and she glares when she opens her eyes and sees it. I wait to see if she’ll say anything, but she doesn’t. She’s smart. She pushes the limit when I let her, but she keeps her mouth shut when she should.

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