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Somethingwaswrong. “Keir, what’s going on?”
“I don’t want to scare you. But I found a knife outside our room this morning with blood on the blade. That’s why I didn’t want you by yourself.”
“Do you think we’re in danger?”
“It had a bow wrapped around the hilt. Like it was a gift. A knife at a wedding is a bad omen.”
“Does this have to do with your meeting?”
“Possibly,” he said, pulling the car up to the castle.
“And the ram?”
“I don’t know what did that.” He got out and came around to help me. Taking my arm, he walked me inside and straight up to his bedroom. Brendan was waiting outside. “No one is to enter, and she’s not to leave.”
“Yes, sir.”
Keir shut the door behind us. “Do you always disobey Evie?”
“What are you talking about?” His eyes turned such a dark gray they almost verged on black.
“I’m asking if you make a habit of disobeying?” He removed the tie from around his neck and was rolling up his sleeves.”
“I wouldn’t call it disobeying.”
“I have a mind to put you over my knee and spank your bottom.”
My eyes opened wide. Did I hear him correctly? “Excuse me?”
“What were you doing on the cliffs?” he asked, taking a step closer to me.
I felt my cheeks flood with heat. “I-I was looking at the ocean.”
His brow arched. “You know that’s not what I mean.”
“Please don’t make me say it. You saw what I was doing,” I said softly.
“Do you touch yourself often?” he asked.
“No!”
“I don’t believe you,” he said. “Take your pants down.”
I backed up. “Why?”
“You have a choice, I will either spank your bottom, or you can finish what you started on the cliffs, and I will watch. Either way, you won’t be wearing your pants.”
“N-n-no,” I stammered. “Don’t you need to return to your meeting?”
“You will pay for disobeying me. It’s your choice. What will it be?”
“Who do you think you are?” I spat.
“I know exactly who I am. I’ve never pretended to be anything else, and I warned you, in the beginning you should be scared of me. Now lower your pants, or I will do it for you.”
“You can fuck off. It’s a free country. You can’t order me around or tell me what to do.”
He laughed, low and sardonic. “You forget where you are, lass. Scotland is ruled by kings and queens. It’s a monarchy. Here on this island, my island, I am your king, and you will do as I ask.”
