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“I know the film.” Lena sucks on her bottom lip. “He is hot in that film. But millions are of little consequence to Eaton. He deals in billions, Shelby. Which is why no one messes with him.”
I can’t even contemplate a billion dollars. I would struggle imagining the worth of ten thousand. I’m lucky if I make a hundred a day. All that money doesn’t give Eaton the right to buy me and my obedience, though. I’ll make sure of that.
We all turn our heads toward the door when Eaton enters the room unannounced.
“Have I missed the waxing?” he asks bluntly.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Armstrong. You have.”
“Damn. I was looking forward to that.”
“Pervert,” I mutter and instantly regret it.
Eaton’s nostrils flare. His eyes darken.
“Everyone out, except Shelby.”
Thankfully, Cecilia has just finished my nails. She and Lena make the way to the door.
As she leaves, Lena mouths at me. “He won’t hurt you. Trust him.”
I nod back, hoping Eaton hasn’t seen.
“I’m sorry.” I get to my feet. “I didn’t mean that in a bad way. It’s just a little strange to want to watch me get waxed.”
Eaton comes up to me and pushes me against the wall. His large frame covering me so I can’t move.
“You don’t get it, Shelby. I want to watch everything that you do or that’s done to you. So many of them are firsts for you, and they all belong to me. Now get on the bed.”
“Please, what are you gonna do to me?” I whimper.
“Get on the bed, and you’ll find out.”
8
EATON
“What are you gonna do to me?” Shelby questions as I stand back.
“On the bed.” I repeat.
Reluctantly, she moves across the room and sits on the edge of the bed.
“Lie down,” I order.
I’m still angry as a result of Mr. Belfield taking me away from one of Shelby’s firsts. I know I should leave the room. I should go to the gym and take my frustration out on some exercise equipment or the heavy punching bag. Maybe I could even get in the ring with Maxwell. He’s probably just as frustrated as I am, having to deal with that idiot this morning. I can’t leave, though. I need to do this. Not just for me but for her. She needs to start learning she is worthy of being someone.
“Are you gonna hurt me?” she asks as she lies down.
I can see her shaking as she grips the sheets underneath her tightly, trying to stop the tell-tale sign of her nerves.
“What did Lena say to you as she left the room?” I respond with a question.
I’m still wearing my suit jacket, and while I wait for her response, I take it off and place it neatly over the back of the chair at her dressing table. I no longer have my beretta on me. I removed it and the holster before I came in here. I don’t need to wear it in my home. It’s the most secure place in the world, more so than my casino and even the White House. Besides, Max will be standing outside the room with his own weapon. I kick my shoes off and leave them next to the chair where my jacket now hangs.
“She told me you won’t hurt me, but the fact you are taking your clothes off is scaring the life out of me. You promised me, Eaton. You said you wouldn’t touch me.” I can hear the fear in Shelby’s voice as it cracks at the end of her sentence.
“I’m not going to touch you.” I sit on the end of the bed. “But you are going to do something for me.”
