Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
I didn’t even realize I was sniffling until he told me to stop.
“Your punishment is over for the time being, stop crying now.” He had the nerve to dry my tears before kissing my lips softly, what the fuck?
He sat me across his lap which was not the most comfortable thing at the moment, my ass really hurt, damn, I think my mind had yet to come back to my body because I couldn’t process what had just happened.
“Were you having fun here Carissa?”
Shit I’d forgotten about the pictures.
“Where did you get those?” They were pictures of me on my trip, some alone, some with the guy I had met in Greece, the one that had been nice but had done nothing for me, which pissed me off, I had wanted to be attracted to the tanned Greek hottie with the kick ass body, but the nut was front and center in my fucked up head.
“Answer me.”
“I don’t know what you want me to say.”
“Did you enjoy flaunting what’s mine for other men to enjoy?” The next picture was of me on the beach in my tiny white bikini, I looked hot as fuck in that shit, and of course men were enjoying it, that’s the whole idea. Of course I didn’t say any of this to the crazy man; he was already scary enough without me pushing his buttons.
“Stubborn to the end huh, okay, let’s set some ground rules shall we, from now on in case you didn’t get it, you’re mine, you don’t go anywhere without me knowing, you don’t take off for weeks without telling me first and you damn sure don’t flirt with other men. Lucky for you the report said you gave him the brush off or he would’ve made front page news the next day and you wouldn’t be able to sit for a month instead of just a week.”
“How the fuck did you find me?” this was too much.
“My man picked up your trail at the tower of London and stayed with you until you got off the plane here and called in the ride from the airport.”
“Your man, what the fuck are you talking about?”
“My family retains the services of a detective agency.”
“But why, just because of some stupid game?”
“This is no game babe, haven’t you figured that shit out yet?”
“Then what the fuck is it?”
“It’s who we are, this is what you need, you need to be tamed, and I need to be the one to tame you, only after it’s all said and done I choose to own you.”
Chapter 12
Carrie
Okay I see what’s going on here now, I’ve gotten myself mixed up with a real fucking player, this guy was the real deal, this is no high school Casanova wannabe, this fucker was playing for keeps. I was playing with the big dogs, fuck. Who would’ve thought it, in fucking Sea Crest?
Well then it was decision time, do I play his game, and how? I’m nobody’s bitch, I call my own shots, been doing it too long to let that shit change this late in the game.
He wanted to play we’ll play, but by my rules, though he’s been beating me at my own game so far, I hope he wasn’t expecting me to just give in to him, but he’s shown that he’s serious about this shit and I didn’t want anyone else getting hurt because of me, this was between him and I. So be it. Let the games begin.
After he finally left my house in the early hours of the morning before Michael returned I’d laid in bed thinking. He was some kind of strange, first taking care of my ass with the cream, then holding me until I fell asleep, it was like he was training me or something, but as what I don’t know.
I’m not in to that bondage and pain bull shit so he could kill that noise, though I don’t get the sense that he is either, I think he really was punishing me for disobeying him, which I’m not even sure what to think about that shit, Paula hadn’t spanked me since I was old enough to hit back.
I knew one thing for damn sure whatever game this is we were playing I was going to make sure and take care of me.
Monday at school was a trial, I had to collect all my missed assignments, and shit plus all the new shit from today, I planned to go to the library, and knock most of that shit out during lunch.
I’d barely put my books down before he was there next to me in the library with an apple and a water.
He placed them in front of me and sat down.
I didn’t even ask how he knew where the fuck I was what was the point? I just opened up my books and got to work. He took out his iPod and put his headphones in.