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“You have no secrets from us, Kitty Cat. Now, you have two options. We can walk out hand in hand and go straight to my car, where I will then take you to get something to eat, so you can sober up, and you can tell me what has your panties all in a bunch...well, had your panties in a bunch,” I smirk knowing she's no longer wearing any, “Or I can throw you over my shoulder, kicking and screaming, and I will then take you back to the Frat House, where you will be cuffed, gagged, and punished all over again. It's your choice, sweet cheeks.”
I hold my hand out and wait. After staring at it momentarily, she finally makes the right choice and takes hold of it, “Good girl.”
TWENTY-TWO
Catalina
Oakley is a dick! Asmoking hot dick who knows how to turn me on, but a dick all the same. As annoyed as I am about him finding me, I enjoyed what he did to me in the public restroom at the bar. He took control and dominated the fuck out of me, but it still doesn't change my mind. I will not be their Lady of Sin on anyone's terms but my own. Although, I do love the sound of the title.
“You're spacing off again, Kitty Cat.” Oakley glances over at me from the driver's seat, “I want to know what has you so pissed off and why you took off the way you did.”
Pushing my head back into the headrest, I stare out the window, watching the buildings pass by. Other college kids are out walking around, having a great time with their friends; they don't have a care in the world. I'm sure they don't have parents who have promised them to three depraved males just because they can protect them.
Sighing, I finally answer the Greek God behind the wheel, “The first really isn't your business. As for the second question, I snuck away because I wanted to be alone.”
“Kitty Cat...” the Lord says my name in warning, and I turn to look at him.
His stormy blue eyes burn into mine each time he looks my way. I ignore him, of course, but then he turns into the nearest parking lot and slams on the brakes. Note to self: always wear my seatbelt while riding with Oakley. His little tantrum doesn't have the desired effect that he was hoping for, though.
I glance around us, “Where's the restaurant?”
“Don't play cute with me, Catalina!”
“Who says I'm playing?” I give him a cheesy smile, unbuckle my belt, and try to get out.
He grabs my arm, “Where the fuck are you going?”
“I thought you were feeding me. Isn't that why we pulled in here?” I play coy.
Grimacing, he pulls me close, “You know damn well why I pulled in here. If you want our help, Catalina, we need to know everything!”
I glare back at him and get even closer, so our faces are only inches apart, “I will tell you everything, but my conversations with my father are none of your concern!”
The grin that appears makes the hot Lord look menacing, “That's where you are wrong, Kitty Cat. Every fucking facet of your life from now until we release you from the contract is our Goddamn business.”
His tone causes chills to run down my spine, but I refuse to show weakness in front of him, “Fuck you, Oakley. You just keep me from dying and catch the bad guy, and I will keep being your fucking sex slave. Isn't that the main reason why you wanted the stupid contract to begin with? So, you can do your depraved shit to me?”
