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“Oh, no.” I unbuckle my belt and pull it out. “I’m upping my methods.”
17
Lia
Arush of adrenaline stiffens my limbs and an urgent need pulses through my veins.
Run.
Hide.
Run and hide.
But I’m frozen in place.
Not one muscle moves as I stare at the belt in Adrian’s hand. He loops it around his masculine fingers twice, making a show of what he has in store for me.
My legs lock in place and his handprints on my ass from last night start throbbing, tingling,burning.
I realize now that I shouldn’t have provoked him, shouldn’t have felt confident enough to think I’d win this and come out of it unscathed. We’re on different sides of the chessboard, he and I, and there’s no room for us to play the same game.
After what Luca told me, I should’ve been on my best behavior, should’ve flown under the radar to watch Adrian, but my frustrations got the better of me.
Because even though he’s owned me every night and has taken care of my every need, come morning, I’ve been nothing short of a slut he’s spent his nights with.
That’s why I defied him, and that’s why I will now pay.
It’s then that I realize I’m slowly shaking my head, still focused on his belt.
He looks larger than life, dressed in a white shirt and dark gray pants that match the color of his unforgiving eyes. Adrian has always been a force to be reckoned with, a beautiful master of manipulation. It’s like he was born with a handsome face to help him lower people’s guards before he attacks.
I’m currently one of those people.
Because I have no doubt that he’s coming after me and that I’m completely trapped with no way out.
“Get on your knees facing the sofa, Lia.” The firm tenor of his voice sends a rippling shock down my rigid spine.
I continue shaking my head, a tinge of terror sparking through my chest. If his hand brought immeasurable agony by only spanking me, his belt is going to be pure torture.
“You can take your punishment now or…” he trails off, his gaze roaming down my naked thighs. I’m wearing a cotton shirt that stops below my ass, barely hiding my panties. The top buttons are undone, and the material of the neckline matches the fluffy socks covering my feet.
“Or what?” I murmur, squirming under his intense scrutiny.
His gaze slides back to my face. “Or you can take it later, after the count goes up.”
“You really think that’s a choice?”
“It is since you have two options. It’s up to you to pick the less painful one.”
“They’re both painful.”
“Correct, but one is definitely more merciful than the other.”
“You’re anything but merciful, Adrian. You’re sick.”
“And your labels are getting boring and repetitive, Lenochka.” He grabs a fistful of my hair and I yelp when he turns me around and shoves me down on my knees. They sink into the carpet as he yanks the shirt over my head in one go.
I gasp as goosebumps break out on my skin. My nipples peak into sensitive buds, throbbing and pulsing in a rhythm that matches the one in my core.
