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My heart pounded so hard in my chest that I half expected it to burst through my ribs and flop all around the tile floor of Ransom’s bedroom. I positioned myself in as seductive of a pose as I could think of, draping my legs across his black silk bedding, taking care not to poke holes in it with my spiky stilettos.
Hatter and Callister peered out from behind their hiding spots in the room.
“Ready?" Hatter asked, his voice remarkably steady despite the situation. I nodded, swallowing hard, trying to fight off the fear that threatened to consume me.
“Yeah. Let's do this," I whispered. Using my imagination, I replaced my apprehension with cold determination.
I could do this.
And I would win.
I heard Roxanne’s voice echoing down the hall as she and Ransom approached the room.
“Do you want my men to watch us, or stand guard outside?”
“I want what you want,” Ransom said with a clear undertone of hunger.
“Oh, I suppose it’s better to have them wait outside the door. But I insist you leave it open. I’d like them to hear that new bunny of yours squeal.”
My stomach flipped at Roxanne’s words, and not in a good way. I didn’t trust her. I lifted the pillow one last time to make sure the Vorpal Sword was right where Chess and I had put it.
It was.
I licked my lips just as Ransom and Roxanne stepped into the room.
“Here she is,” he declared, looking at me like I was a piece of custom-built furniture instead of a person. “My newest bunny. What do you think of her?”
“Hard to say. Let’s see how she measures up against me.”
Roxanne flung her gown off like a robe, letting it fall to the floor beneath her gorgeous body. She pulled off her mask and narrowed her eyes at me. Her sharp, fine features were surrounded by a mane of intense red hair that had been swept up off her neck.
All that she wore was the ruby necklace and a gold ring on her index finger.
It was the exact same as Ransom’s pinky ring—the replica he wasn’t wearing.
“Come over here and let me look at you,” Roxanne ordered. Ransom gave me a stern look but I ignored it.
I knew what to do.
“Yes, my queen.”
I slipped off the bed and got down on all fours, keeping my head bowed.
“Stand up.”
I stood.
Roxanne walked around me in a slow circle, scrutinizing every inch of my body. She slapped my ass a few times, making my cheeks bounce. Her cold fingers unfastened my bustier and pinched my tits until I wanted to punch her.
All I did was smile.
She didn’t know who I really was, but I was still the bait to help lure her into our twisted web.
“Very firm,” she said to Ransom. “I can see why you chose her. Nice legs as well. How’s her cunt?”
“Exceptional,” he replied. “Pink. Delicious. Tight.”
