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“I take care of my things,” I told her, keeping my voice low as well.

She bristled a little. I bit back a smirk. I knew that fiery personality wasn’t gone, and fuck, I was glad to see it.

“Things?” she quietly asked.

I wrapped my hand around the front of her throat and pulled her back, making her look up at me. Her throat bobbed beneath my palm when she swallowed. “You are mine, Natalia,” I softly reminded her.

She nodded. “I am,” my cock surged behind my zipper at her admittance, “but I’m not athing.”

I tightened my hand and leaned over her, easily reminding her of her position and that I was the stronger one. A shiver wracked through her frame. “You are whatever I want you to be,” I growled.

I could see the fight in her eyes, but instead of giving into it, she just merely relaxed into my hold, nodding her head. “Yes, Sir.”

I released her and gently sat her back up before I resumed brushing her hair, getting out the last of the tangles. Then, I began to braid it so it was out of her way. She was in need of a haircut, and I made a mental note to eventually take her to get one.

She wouldn’t be neglected under my care—not in any way, shape, or form.

“You can braid?”

I sighed. “You’re awfully chatty tonight, Natalia,” I rumbled. I wasn’t one for talking.

She linked her fingers together in her lap. “Sorry, Sir.”

I finished braiding her hair and then fastened a small rubber band at the end. “I learned to braid when I first got into this lifestyle,” I eventually told her. “Braiding hair is easy, and it keeps it out of the way. There’s less of a chance of it coming undone.”

She looked up at me, nervousness shining in her eyes. “Are we going to have a scene, Sir?”

I shook my head and got off the bed, my cock painfully hard, but I ignored it. I’d just rub one out in my room later once I knew she was asleep and wouldn’t try to escape. Granted, she wouldn’t get far with all the security personnel I had everywhere, but it would sure as fuck piss me off to find out she was trying to.

“No.” I folded back her blankets. “You’re going to rest.”

She relaxed again and moved back, allowing me to tuck her in. I bit back another smile. She was amusing as hell. She couldn’t make it clearer that she was nervous to participate in a play scene with me.

“I’ll come get you for breakfast,” I informed her. “If you need anything, I’m in the room next to you.”

She nodded. I turned off her lamp and headed to the bedroom door. Her voice stopped me as I opened the door a crack.

“Sir?”

I looked at her silhouette in the darkness. “Yes, Natalia?”

“Thank you,” she whispered. “I’m glad it was you and not someone else.”

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want her appreciation.

I just wanted her willing submission, her soul, her heart, and anything else she could give to me in return.

She could keep her appreciation.

I just quietly slipped from the room and shut her door behind me with a soft click before heading to my own. As soon as my door was shut behind me, I gripped my cock in my fist, the image of her in that shower quickly bringing me to orgasm.

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Natalia

“Natalia,” a deep voice rumbled from above me, “it’s time to wake up. You need to eat.”

I groaned and pulled the blankets over my head. I was in the most comfortable bed I’d ever slept in, the room was a perfect temperature, and the pillows were heavenly. I never wanted to leave.

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