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“I can see it’s a fucking chain,” she hisses.
“Linked to your collar.” I shrug and finally walk into my room.
"Linked to my—Take that shit off right now!”
She brings her arms up, looking for a way to unbuckle the leather from her neck before she gasps. Either from pain or from the padlock she must have found, and that makes it impossible for her to unbuckle the collar.
“Shit,” she pants. “My ribs…”
“You were fucking lucky. That hit was a warning. They didn’t want to kill you. I think one of your right floating ribs might be fractured,” I explain. “I iced it, but you shouldn’t make any sudden movements.”
“Maybe not being chained to a fucking wall would help,” she bites out.
“I think I already told you, you’d be put on a leash for leaving the house without asking.”
“I needed money for the van. I went to a race…I won.” Her explanation doesn’t mean shit to me. Not now that someone tried to hurt her.Succeeded.
“You got ran over,” I hiss in fury. “If there’s one thing I hate, Jade, it’s my belongings being damaged. We brought you back. We make the decisions about you. Not you. Not Kay.Us.” I take a threatening step toward her, blood boiling.
Someone is playing with her life.
Trying to take her away from me.
“You can’tforceme to stay here.”
“Well, why don’t you try to leave now that you’re chained to the wall? Let me know how that goes.”
“You’re an asshole, Elliot.”
“And you’re a fucking annoying brat who gets angrier at life every day. You’re incapable of doing anything you’re told, and you will be the end of me.”
“What did you think? That I was a good girl underneath? Just waiting for the right man to make me behave? Think again.”
I pause, licking my lips. “Isn’t that what you did with Stan? I might not have the money, but I have other means tomake youbehave.”
“Is that what you want, Elliot?” she insists, making sure to piss me all the way off. “A good girl?”
My smile makes her shiver. Probably because it’s sick and twisted.
“No. I don’t want a good girl. I want a bad girl I’ll turn good through punishments.”
I’m pretty sure she stops breathing for a few seconds, so I take a step forward to drive home my point.
“How many times do I have to say you’re not leaving the house unless I let you before it sticks to your bratty brain? You do what you’re told, because I get to call the shots.” Another step, and I point a finger at her throat. “You wear my collar, because I get to punish you.” I stop by the bed, grabbing her jaw and pulling her up as I lean down and talk in her ear. “I.Fucking. Own. You.”
I put a knee on the bed and grab her hips. She shrieks when I flip her around, and I know she must be in pain. It’s probably unbearable.
But I have a point to make.
She needs to fucking learn to listen, because I can’t risk her getting hurt again.
Grabbing the boxers I put on her earlier, I slide them down as she kicks her legs at me.
“Fuck you!” she screams, but the next time she tries to take a breath, she whimpers.
There is nothing I hate more in this world than seeing Jade in pain.
I hate when anyone hurts her, and even less when it’s me.
