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“Aren’t you going to ask if I was cheating? Everyone else would.”

I shrug. “You don’t strike me as the type to cheat to get what he wants.”

“You know, you’re all right, Anna.”

“Thanks.”

“Okay, one more shot, and then let’s watch a movie. Deal?”

“What movie did you have in mind?”

I mean, I don’t know much about Hans. In fact, this is the most we’ve ever spoken to each other.

“There’s a new horror movie out that’s supposed to be pretty good.”

Scary movies aren’t really my thing, but I nod. “Sure. I’m going to change into something comfortable.”

“I’ll make us some popcorn.”

I smile and try not to run to my room, where I change into a long nightshirt that goes to my knees. I debate putting on shorts, but don’t. I mean, nothing is going to happen with Hans. Right?

Back in the living room, Hans has made popcorn. He grabs the remote, searching for the movie. I pull the blanket that hangs over the back of the couch over my lap and settle in. Hans surprises me by swinging around, putting his head in my lap.

“Anna, I’m really glad you’re here.”

“Me, too.”

But my thoughts go to someone else as the movie starts.

18

Anna

I’m startled awake as I’m lifted and find myself looking into Odin’s dark eyes. Hans is passed out on the couch, an empty bottle next to him.

“What are you doing back? Is everything okay?” I whisper.

He doesn’t answer and carries me to my room. Inside, he closes and locks the door behind us before putting me on my feet.

“Get naked.”

“What?”

He takes off his wrinkled suit jacket, tossing it aside, never breaking eye contact. “You heard me. Get naked.”

My heart pounds. “Odin, we agreed this was going to stop before we crossed a line.”

“I never agreed to that. Don’t make me repeat myself,” he says as he pulls his belt from his waist.

Sighing, I pull my nightshirt over my head and then take off my panties. Odin sits on the foot of my bed, patting his lap. Glaring, I climb onto his lap, turning my head away from him. My heart is pounding so hard that he must be able to feel it. Why is he here? He’s supposed to be god only knows where on his honeymoon. With my mother. Not here, with me.

“I guess you didn’t believe me the first time,” he says as his belt strikes my butt, making me cry out. “So, we’re going to do this again. Fifteen swats. You will count each one. And you will say that you understand that you are fucking mine. Understand?”

I do look at him this time.

“You left your honeymoon to come and spank me and make me say that I’m yours? Jesus. Do you hear yourself right now?”

His eyes are wild as he swats me again, but I clamp my lips together. I refuse to give in to this tantrum.

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