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“This is your reward,” I said, holding it up. “Give me your palm, Natalia.”
She held out a shaky hand to me, and I placed it there. I watched the emotions war across her face before she finally settled on self-hatred, anger, and confusion.
“You may get yourself off,” I told her. “Enjoy your reward, baby girl.”
With that, I slipped from the room, locking her door behind me, wishing I could watch her completely fall apart. But I knew she needed to do this alone.
May the games begin.
10
Rhett
Ididn’t want to have to leave. Not after having a taste of the sinful woman that now belonged to me. But there was nothing I could do to prevent it.
Politicians and wealthy businessmen wanted to rub elbows, and I couldn’t say no—not if I wanted to continue having people turn a blind eye to the illegal shit I did.
As long as I continued putting money into charities, funding certain things the government wanted, and continued making other wealthy businessmen like myself happy, then I could continue with the other part of my life with no issues.
But that was where so many other men fucked up at. They thought when they had all that money, they could just get away with it. Throw some cash at some people and make them turn away.
You couldneverstop playing the game, no matter how rich you were. And everything in life, in this world, was a fucking game to be played.
I was just a master at it.
I lifted my champagne flute to my lips, wishing like hell it was a glass of whiskey instead. But I couldn’t be choosy. I had three more damn nights of this. Just three more and then I could fly back home and go check on Natalia.
Speaking of the temperamental, fiery, little vixen…
Rhett:How is Natalia doing?
I was just waiting for the day she started becoming disobedient again. But since I’d been gone, she’d been doing well. It was making my blood boil all while making me proud of her. I hated the thought of another man’s hands on her, but those kinds of thoughts and feelings were dangerous.
A man like me couldn’t have attachments to anyone, especially a woman.
Maybe if I let enough men have a piece of her, I’d finally become detached from her enough.
Every night, I fucked my fist to thoughts of her. Just about every thought I had during the day was of her. And it was driving me nuts. I didn’t know what to do about it.
A man like me couldn’t have attachments. They were weaknesses.
My phone vibrated in my hand. Glancing down at it, I checked Darla’s text.
Darla:She’s still doing great, though I’m not too sure how much more her mental health can take of this. It’s wrong, Sir.
I ignored her text, shoving my phone in my pocket. I didn’t want to think about what the fuck I was doing to Natalia. Allowing myself to care about her in that way was off-limits.
Forcing a smile onto my lips, I greeted yet another man, his wife hanging off his arms. Not much of her was left that was real, and disgust swirled in my gut. My mind instantly flitted to Natalia.
She’d never have all that shit injected into her body.
Christ, I needed to get a grip.
“Mr. Kastle, I’ve heard a lot about you. I was hoping we might have a chance to sit down and talk over dinner one evening before you go home. I might have something you’d be interested in.”
“Like?” I asked calmly, something in his gaze telling me I wouldn’t be interested at all. It was rare one of these men gained my interest. Most of them were sleazy as fuck, and I had no interest in doing business with the likes of them.
“I heard you recently obtained something very precious.” I arched a single eyebrow at him, though rage stirred through my veins, making my blood pump hotter and faster through my body. I had no doubt he was talking about Natalia. Word was already spreading that she was in my clutches, andapparently, some idiots seemed to think she was open game. “I was wondering if we might be able to negotiate some kind of trade or purchase. It would go very well with some of my buyers.”
