Page 14 of The Enforcer


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She is afraid and I suppose she should be because nowhere is safe for this woman all the time I breathe. So, I push away my fascination for her and pull her roughly onto the bed, forcing her on her back with one strong arm and reaching in my drawer for the cuffs I keep there with the other.

“What the…?”

As I snap her dainty wrists into the metal cuffs, her yelp of surprise brings a rare smile to my face.

“Would you prefer to wait with Eddie until I can deal with you? It can be arranged.”

“Why?” The tears spill down her cheeks as she breaks before my eyes, and I shrug. “I told you. Business comes first. You’ll be safe in here, but I don’t want you poking around while you wait. Make yourself comfortable. I won’t be long.”

Grabbing the metal cuff, I secure it around the bed post and stand back, loving how good she looks at my mercy.

“What if I need to…” she says nervously, and I laugh out loud.

“Hold it. If I see anything on this bed other than you, I will punish you for it.”

“But what if I need to go now?” She says defiantly, an angry stain forming on her flushed cheek, and I sigh and walk toward the corner of the room. I grab the trash can, then head her way and place it on the floor, before grabbing her in one arm and tearing her dress off as if it’s wrapping paper. Her mortified shriek makes me laugh as she sits naked before me and as I force her to squat on the bucket, I sat drily, “Go ahead.”

“You fucking animal.” Her angry hiss excites me, and I growl, “It’s now or never, baby girl. Remember, one stain on my sheet causes a bruise on your ass.”

The sound of liquid filling the bucket makes me raise my eyes, and she pointedly looks away as she faces the humiliation of peeing in a bucket while I stand watching.

As soon as she finishes, I grab a handful of tissues and rub them gently against her pussy and her horrified hiss makes me lean closer and whisper, “This is mine. I’ll be visiting it later and this time I won’t lose interest.”

If anything, the sight of her lower lip trembling gives me an instant hard on and with a flick of my wrist, I spin her back onto the bed with a giant slap on her ass accompanying it. Then I grab the bucket and head to the door, slamming it on my way out before depositing the bucket outside for one of the servants to deal with.

Now my mind turns to business and all thoughts of Flora evaporate into thin air because anybody who disturbs my down time will suffer the most severe consequences.

* * *

The men waitingfor me are extremely unwelcome, and I sense something has changed at lightning speed.

I stare at the detective, who appears as if he would rather be anywhere else right now, and I note how his eyes flick around the room and the perspiration beads on his brow.

I’m surrounded by my men who glare at the accompanying detectives almost like the moment before a battle cry and I lean back and say with disinterest.

“What’s this about?”

Detective Woznowski shifts nervously on his seat and says with a slight break to his voice, “Senator Billings.”

“What about him?” Just his name causes my temper to flare because I can’t shake the image from my mind of his hands on my woman.

“He’s dead.”

That gets my attention and I lean forward.

“Since when?”

“One hour ago.”

“What happened?”

I am genuinely confused and the detective shifts nervously.

“I was hoping you could answer that question.”

“Me?”

I shrug. “The last time I saw him, he was being escorted from my party after unwelcome advances toward one of my guests.”

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