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I’m only here for one reason from this day forward, and that’s one-hundred thousand dollars. That’s more money than I could ever receive, especially from working as a stripper. This money will save me, give me a new outlook on life, and I can start over from scratch.
Now, I completely give up with disobeying Mr. Edwards. Emotions no longer exist for me as I push them into the very back of my head, building up an unbreakable wall.
From this very second until our contract ends, I will be one thing to him and one thing only.
His perfect Submissive.
“Open your eyes,” he orders, in a silky voice.
Immediately obeying his command, I now see him in a much different light. He’s not the man I had been with yesterday. Kneeling inches away, Mr. Edwards concentrates on my face, as if he’s attempting to read my thoughts.
I swallow hard. “Yes, Master.”
“In order for this to work, I need to have your trust. All of it, as much as you can possibly give—”
Right away, I speak over him. “I don’t trust you,” I softly say. “Sir.”
“Pardon?” he lets out with a rumble.
“I confided in you. I told you about what happened with my parents. You lied to me, you betrayed me. You ruined that trust. You made it very clear that you no longer care about me anymore, and for that, I can’t trust you.”
His eyebrows knit together and he stares into my eyes, intrigued.
“Master,” I quickly add in.
“I assumed I had already made it clear that I care for you. If I didn’t care, then you would no longer be here with me. As my Submissive, I will take care of you. I will ensure you feel as safe and secure as you possibly can. This could be a very great experience for you, Sasha, if you weren’t so against giving it a damn try.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Come,” he announces, holding out his hand. “I’m taking you to the shower.”
Accepting it, reluctantly, we walk through the cabin hand in hand. My thoughts are erratic. My world is spinning. I feel lost.
Stepping into his room, my mind is on overload. My senses are heightened. I feel as though I don’t belong anywhere anymore, and it’s devastating. How stupid of me to let him in so easily.
The master bathroom is extraordinary. Although, before I have the chance to look over my surroundings, his image catches my attention from the corner of my eye. Jaxon unlocks our hands, steps out of his shoes, and our eyes meet.
“Take off your clothes for me,” he quietly purrs.
The seduction has me crawling out of my skin. My body defies my mind as my stomach clenches, quivering, and my nipples harden. Longing for his touch.
“Slowly.”
Ever so carefully, I obey, taking my time pulling my shirt over my head. It falls to the tile floor silently. His gaze roams over my chest. My pulse quickens. Without wasting another second, I reach around the back of my bra and unclasp it, before sliding it down my arms.
The top of my body is now entirely bare, exposed for him, and the hunger and need he has for me is astounding. Even though I assumed it would make me feel sick to my stomach after what he has just done to me, it doesn’t.
I don’t feel any emotions at all, just sheer emptiness. Jaxon’s gaze trails back to my blank face. Before he can give me another order, I grip the hem of my shorts.
My movements are slow, and torturous, as I slide them down my thighs. They trail past my knees, down my legs, and finally they’re pooled on the tile beside my feet.
“You’re so beautiful,” he breathes. “Undress me, Sasha.”
He leans the back of his waist against the counter of the sink. Grasping the bottom of his shirt, I pull it up his torso and over his head, dropping it to the floor. Staring at his toned upper chest, I find myself breathless. My gaze wanders down his sculptured abdomen, to the V-shape curved at his hips.
Jaxon rests his hands on the counter behind him and glances down to his erection covered by his sweatpants. Kneeling on my knees, the cold tile presses against my skin, and my fingertips lightly graze the hem. Carefully pulling them down, along with his boxers, his member springs free. So thick, long, and big.
How can a man this perfect, have such a horrible soul?
