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The eyes of the man staring back at me from the mirror do not look like my own. They have an excitement flickering in them that mine normally do not. The man on the other side is fighting the animal inside of him for control. That is not me.

I live my life as a man in complete fucking control. I am cold, cunning, and calculated in everything I do. The things I do for this family are planned out like a game of chess – knowing my next moves well in advance. My kills are precise – my message clear to our enemies. When I fuck it is cold, brutal and savage – inflicting pain and pleasure together until it is nearly unbearable for us both.

Yet, with all my planning, I never saw her coming.

I did not plan on her. I could not plan for someone like her.

She is wild. She does not listen. She talks back. She is unpredictable. She is the opposite of any woman I have ever had in my life. Her ability to make me lose control of myself is unnerving. The mere presence of her shatters my control.

Walking into my closet to grab a new shirt, and I solidify my decision.

I am going to fucking keeping her. At least for now.

She will be fun to play with, and I am quite certain that she wants to play.

Crossing the room while unbuttoning my shirt, I head into the hallway to collect Ava. If she is going to be staying, she might as well get acquainted with her new home and eventually the people that are in it.

Turning the knob and pulling open my door, I am greeted by an empty hallway. No Ava.

She might make me feel, but she definitely fucking infuriates me more.

Quickly, I cross the hall and push open the door to her room. Ava is on the bed, her arms and legs crossed, staring up the ceiling.

“I thought I told you to be in the hallway,” my words tinged with anger.

“No,” she lifts an eyebrow and continues as her words drip with sass, “You told me you expect me to be in the hallway.”

“Up,” I demand, stalking towards the bed.

“I’d rather not,” she quips back, “You should learn now that I am going to be a difficult hostage.”

Towering over her, I repeat my command, “Up.”

She pisses me off.

She rolls her eyes at me and then continues staring at the ceiling.

Fuck!

My cock twitches in my pants at the thought of making her eyes roll with my touch.

“You might be difficult,” my words sharp as I lean towards the bed.

Grabbing her by the wrists, I pull her from the bed and throw her body over my shoulder.

“…but there will be punishment for failing to do as you are told.”

Before she has an opportunity to retort my statement, my palm quickly and firmly strikes her ass with two rapid slaps.

A pleasantly surprising raspy groan pushes from her throat before she swings her fists at my back and yells, “Put me down asshole!”

Turning to leave the room, I place my hand on her ass to hold her in place. Giving a firm squeeze to the cheek that took my assault, I carry her from the room and down the hall.

She is going to take my punishments so fucking well, for which she we be well rewarded.

Licking my lips at the thought, we head downstairs with her still draped over my shoulder. Reaching the bottom, I pause.

“If I put you down, are you going to behave?”

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