Page 18 of Prisoner


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“I’ll call you whatever I want to call you, sweetheart,” I whisper.

Her breath catches, her eyes betraying her, showing me a flicker of heat. After a few seconds, she jerks her head back, pulling herself away from my grasp. I stand back and look her up and down.

The oversized jumpsuit drowns her, her figure completely hidden underneath, giving nothing away. Not the size of her boobs, nor her flat stomach or curvy hips.

But I know what she’s hiding underneath. My dick swells at the thought of her naked body last night and as if she knows what’s going through my mind, her eyes lower to the bulge forming in my trousers. She peeks back up at me from under her lashes, the same heat in her eyes from before returning to them.

I open my mouth to say something, anything, but Dax beats me to it. I forgot he was in the room with us.

“Why did you murder Carlo, Theo?”

She glances over at Dax and I blink away the thoughts that were running through my mind. This isn’t the time or place.

This girl killed my father and she’s sitting in a jail cell because of it.

Because I put her here.Get it together, King.

Dax’s tone is calm and collected, almost friendly, as he questions her.

She clears her throat before simply saying, “Because he’s a dick.”

Dax chuckles, literally chuckles, at her. I can’t take my eyes off her. Does she have a death wish? The audacity of her attitude strikes me.

“Watch your mouth, Theodora,” I spit. The use of her full name after requesting I call her Theo doesn’t go unnoticed. She stands up and tries to level with me, which is impossible as I have a good few inches on her.

“Or what, King, huh?” she replies.

It’s the first time she’s ever said my name and all I can think about is how it sounds coming from her lips.

“What are you going to do? Kidnap me? Strip me bare? Ridicule me in front of your men? Lock me up?” she sasses, throwing back everything that’s happened to her over the last day. She has nothing to lose now.

“I could kill you,” I point out blankly.

I get no reaction. Not a flicker of fear. Nothing.

She steps up to me so we’re toe to toe.

“Dare you,” she whispers.

My heart thumps harder in my chest and I can’t stop my hands from twitching. I hastily wrap my fingers around her neck and push her back against the wall, pressing my body into hers. I keep replaying my name coming out of her mouth over in my head, imagining her moaning it.

Screaming it.

Theo has her head held high, extending her little neck up, allowing me more access to squeeze as she pushes into my hand. Our mouths are inches away, her hot breath tickling my lips.

“Don’t tempt me, sweetheart,” I say, my lips brushing hers as I speak.

She licks her lips, gently wetting mine as she does, and I bring her neck towards me before pushing her right up against the wall again, careful not to hit her head on the wall too forcefully.

Her eyes squeeze shut at the impact of the wall smashing into her back.

I’m in charge here. Let this be a reminder for her.

I let go of her neck and turn my back on her, storming past Dax and away from her cell. My dick is throbbing, begging for liberation. I burst my way into the study and grab my cock, rubbing it back and forth quickly to give myself some release.Fuck.

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Fifteen minutes later,Dax walks through the door, loosening his tie and undoing his top button, whereas I discarded most of my items of clothing when I got here. My blazer is draped over the back of the chair, my tie hangs loose around my neck, my waistcoat is on the floor, and the first few buttons of my shirt are open. Relaxing into the leather chair, my feet resting up on the desk, my belt sits undone on my hips, my hat burying my face from view.

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