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“Liar,” I snap like a child, and he stands back, releasing me from the rule of his body. “You just admitted that you're going to do terrible things to me.”
I'm all for a bit of sadism.I can't stop myself from thinking about when Charlie said that at the Prince’s party.
Hunching down, he puts us at eye level. “If you misbehave, then yes I will hurt you.”
I sink into my shoulders, shooting him a daggering glare. “What have I ever done to make you want to hurt me? What have I ever done to make you want to do this to me?”
There's a moment of visual power exchange. I don't think he likes that I just asked him that.He sighs, blinking at me, his temple ticking. It's there again, that mirage facade of pity. I wish it was real so I could use it to my advantage.
“Look,” he says softly, glancing between my eyes, “I won't hurt you beyond what you can handle—you have my word on that—and if you want me to stop at any point, all you have to do is say, ‘stop’. Okay?”
Stop? Is he fucking kidding me?
“You know I can’t tell you to stop,” I hiss in his face. “I'm not allowed to.”
“Here,” he points at the ground between us, “with me, you can do whatever you like. All you have to do is open your mind.”
With one push, he knocks me back onto the bed and I fall with a bounce.
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Charlie grabs the hem of my t-shirt and tugs it up over my head, leaving me in my black sports bra and sports trousers, my dark red hair pouring around me.
I do nothing. I just sit there looking at the floor, obeying Maksim, thought after thought romping through my mind. He can't actually have sex with me, but that just makes the whole thought process worse, because I have no idea how he's planning on getting his kicks.
I imagine a beating is on the cards tonight. Men like him enjoy doing that.
When Charlie backs up a few feet, I can't help peering up at him. He smiles down on me, tossing my Tee to the side.
“What is it?” he whispers, as I stare at him.
“Maksim told me to fulfill your needs,” I say, striving to gather my courage, “wha-what do you want?”
Silence, and he's just looking at me like he wants to devour my soul, diminishing my courage.
I crawl back across the bed on my elbows to put some more space between us, my heart roaring in my ears.
“Well-” says Charlie finally, tilting his head; he's not wearing a ponytail tonight, “-I want to fuck you.”
My entire body shudders with anxiety.
When my naked back touches the cold wooden headboard, I shut my eyes and hug my middle, complying with Maksim's command not to fight. What's the fucking point? Either Maksim or Charlie is going to abuse me. I might as well accept the latter.
“You're like a beautiful, wild little wolf,” Charlie says.
I don't utter a word to that, and it's quiet again. I can hear Charlie's heavy breathing over the blood roaring in my ears, but nothing else. The house feels so quiet.
The minutes creep by and nothing happens. Why is nothing happening?
Eventually, I have to open my eyes to look at him standing there at the foot of the bed, mentally beckoning him to get a fucking move on.
“What are you thinking?” he says, his eyes tapering with wonder.
Is that why he's taking so long? He wants to get in my mind?
“You're not allowed to take my virginity,” I warn, and I'm stunned by how even my voice comes out.
“So I'm told.” His blue eyes check me out from head to toe, and he's smiling to himself. It's like he's mentally taking off the rest of my clothes.
