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But as I got older, I realized I didn’t have to be like that to earn respect and fear. People feared someone they couldn’t predict more than someone who was always flying off the handle. When people couldn’t read you, they were afraid of you. Because they didn’t know what to expect. They didn’t know what was running through your head.

This damn meeting I’d just sat through though? I didn’t realize so much stupidity could exist in one room. I simply stood up and walked out. Like hell would I be signing anything with them. I didn’t mind doing business with smaller companies, but I wasn’t going to be cheated either. And I certainly wasn’t the kind of man you could one-up, which they’d just tried to do.

I was a millionaire a few damn times over just from my legit business, and people wanted in on my fortune. When I first started inventing sex toys and selling them, people called me stupid. Now that they saw how quickly I rose, they wanted a piece.

But if they weren’t willing to give as much as I was, fuck them.

My phone rang in my pocket just as I was heading down to the car I’d ordered for the few days I was here. It was only day two, and I was beyond fucking ready to be back in the States.

Darla’s name was on my screen. I sighed. Here we fucking went. Somehow, Iknewthis call was going to be about a certain little woman named Natalia. She hadn’t been transitioning well, and I bet today was the last straw for Darla.

“Yes?”

“She’s anightmare,” Darla hissed into the phone.

I looked up at the sky, trying to draw on some patience. “I’ll be on my way back this afternoon then. I’ll get her in line.”

“ThankGod,” Darla breathed.

“Nah, don’t thank Him,” I told her. “You can thank me when I’ve gotten her back in line.”

She snorted. I ended the call and slid into the car, looking at my driver before he shut the door. “To the hotel. I’ll need you to wait out front for me. We’re heading to the airport early.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I quickly called my assistant, Peter. He answered on the second ring. “Mr. Kastle?”

“I need my plane ready to leave within the hour. Make it happen. I’m coming home.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Peter was a damn good assistant. He never batted an eye at my demands, and he was the only PA I’d had that lasted longer than one day. He’d been with me for three years now, and honestly, I wasn’t sure if I could ever function without him. I knew I was an asshole, but he took it in stride. And I made sure I gave an apology for my rudeness by making his paychecks big. I paid him a hell of a lot more than any other personal assistant in the industry got paid.

I hung up the phone and leaned my head back, picturing Natalia in my mind. She was going to be so much fun to break, and the thought had a small smile tilting my lips. If she was giving that bad of a time that Darla actually sounded stressed and at her wits’ end, then I knew Natalia was a spitfire of a woman.

I wanted to put that fire in her soul out, make it so she only craved the touch of a dom and their commands.

Because she was in my world now. And being headstrong would only get her killed. Obedience waseverything. It was vital to her survival.

I reached down and adjusted my cock in my slacks when I pictured her on her knees before me, looking up at me with those big, dark eyes, ready for me to pump my cum all over those pretty, painted lips.

Fuck.

Something told me this was going to be a disaster, but I wouldn’t back down from a challenge, even if it might mean my demise.

4

Rhett

Iloosened my tie as I stepped through the doors of one of the many sex clubs I owned. I rarely ever came here—preferred to find my pleasure elsewhere so I didn’t mix business with my own personal needs. I’d even planned to find some pussy to sink my cock into before coming here, but when I landed, I had three missed calls from Darla, and her last voicemail had been desperate.

So here I was, desperate to fuck, and I had to hold it all back so I could put a pretty little soon-to-be submissive in her place.

Natalia Leonard.

Even her name got my cock hard.

I strode over to the bar where Darla was nursing a club soda, her eyes trained on the room. But she turned them to me when she noticed me walking toward her. She breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders dropping.

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