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“Stay behind me,” Skylar says and then sets the bags down on the floor before moving through the small space with quiet efficiency.
I don’t understand how he can move like that when he’s so big, but then again, my dad hired him for a reason. He must be good at what he does. The best, really.
Because as much as my dad rolls his eyes at me, he does love me in his own way. He wouldn’t hire this guy to watch over me if he didn’t.
“Clear,” Skylar says, and I walk in behind him and glance around. There’s a small kitchen, a table, a bed, and a couch. Two windows face the forest beyond, and if I squint my eyes I can see the cobwebs in the corners of the room.
“Tell me there’s a bathroom in this pit.”
Skylar moves and opens a door near the bed which turns out to be a closet. He peers inside and then shakes his head before opening another door. I immediately see a sink, a small shower stall, and a toilet.
“Thank fuck. I wouldn’t survive without indoor plumbing.” I glance out the window and shudder. “Are there bears up here?”
“Doesn’t matter. You’re not going outside.”
“Is that so? You gonna make me stay inside? Keep me tied up?”
Skylar cocks his head for a moment, probably considering it before turning away from me and moving toward the kitchen. And honestly, my dick just perks up at the thought of ropes and being restrained.
Apparently, I need a life. Playing Warhammer and hacking people’s computers is fun, but it’s left me sadly lacking in the sex department.
It doesn’t help that my dad is who he is. It terrifies most people when they find out who I am. My dad has a history of being cruel to people who cross us.
Which is just annoying. Like please, Dad, let me handle things on my own. It’s one of the reasons I moved when I turned eighteen. I needed a life, and I wasn’t going to get one with him looming over my shoulder. It wasn’t until I was on my own that I realized that getting a life was a lot of work.
So, I disappeared into gaming and hacking and getting into trouble.
And now, here I am. In a shack in the woods with Skylar.
Winning.
“Where are you sleeping?” I ask, folding my arms across my chest.
“The bed. You can sleep on the couch.”
“Aren’t you supposed to make sure I’m comfortable?”
“Your father specifically requested I make you as uncomfortable as possible.”
My hands slap down on my hips, and I scowl. “Is that so?”
“Yeah, so maybe I should make you sleep on the floor.”
My eyes narrow so far that I can barely see him. “I’d like to see you try.”
Skylar’s lips are pulled between his teeth as he watches me. “That can be arranged.”
And hell, the way he says that makes my entire body zing withsomething.
“Well, then good fucking luck with that. I’m not sleeping on that lumpy couch. You’re the help, not me.” I’m Diablo Costello. No one fucking messes with me or my family.
Skylar ignores me, pushing past me and knocking me sideways. I fall into the wall with a loud thud, and I feel my cheeks flush in embarrassment. I’m so goddamn angry that I’m so fucking small! I’m gonna make him bleed if he keeps treating me like this. Gonna cut off some fingers. Maybe a toe. I’d go for the tongue, but that might get tricky.
“Don’t even think about it,” he says, setting his bag on the bed and unzipping it.
I watch as he pulls out a thick coil of rope and my cock throbs in my pants.
If he uses this on me, I will lose my fucking mind. I will riot. My father willhearabout it.
