Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
I figure she must be going to the bathroom or getting a drink of water. I don’t know her nighttime routines yet and that seems normal. After a few moments when she doesn’t return, I start to worry. After all, several people know the truth about her and want her to be taken care of. Could Gio or Paulie be here trying to take care of that themselves?
At the thought, I jump out of bed and walk down the hall looking for her. I don’t see any sign of anyone or hear anything. I don’t even see Daniella. I walk back to the bedroom, and she still isn’t there.
Then it hits me. I exhale a long, slow breath and make my way to my office. Of course, she’s there. Sitting in front of my computer and trying to get into it.
When she sees me, she jumps from the seat and stares at me like a deer caught in headlights. To say seeing her there is unexpected would be a lie. I know she’s on a mission. She has to find who killed Officer Daniels, and as far as she knows, I did. She’s just doing her job. But that doesn’t make me any less angry.
“I was just–” she begins, trying to find an excuse.
“I know what you were doing, Officer Peebles,” I say, closing the door behind me and walking over to her.
Her mouth opens and closes for a moment, like a fish out of water. She’s nervous, and she probably should be. “You know?”
“Since yesterday,” I say, grabbing her arm and pulling her lightly from the desk chair. I hold her in my arms and stare into her eyes for a moment. I expect to see fear in them, especially considering she’s there to investigate me for murder. But I don’t. “Your department isn’t as tight as you might think.”
Daniella tries to pull away from me, but I hold her arm tight enough that she can’t. I’m still being gentle because the last thing I want is to hurt her. But she needs to know that lying to me and trying to deceive me is wrong. She needs to be punished.
10
DANIELLA
“If you let me go, I’ll drop it all,” I whisper, hoping it’ll get him to drop his hands.
I knew I shouldn’t have risked looking at his computer. I don’t even know the password. This was a rookie mistake, and I’ll never hear the end of it at the station. If I ever make it back, that is. Dominic is staring down at me with his eyes narrowed like he’s trying to read me. I should be afraid, but I’m not. I’m anxious and a little apprehensive about what to do now, but I don’t think he’ll hurt me. I know he won’t.
“What did you think you’d find? Proof that I killed that cop?” he asks me. I nod my head and prepare to explain, but he puts a finger to my mouth and stops me.
Before he says anything else, he takes a seat on his chair and pulls me down with him, laying me across his lap. I wiggle to try and free myself, but he’s strong enough to hold me in place with one hand.
“What are you doing?” I ask him, my heart pounding in my chest.
“Teaching you a lesson, little girl,” he says before pulling the oversized t-shirt I’m wearing up and exposing my rear. “You went snooping around in my office. Now, I have to punish you.”
“Wha–” I start to ask before his hand smacks down against my rear. I yelp mostly from the shock, and my breath quickens. I turn to look at him and see a pleased smile on his face.
Dominic's hand touches the skin on my ass, still raw from his slap, and gently rubs it. In the blink of an eye, he lifts it and smacks the other cheek. This time, I gasp and let out a quiet moan against him. I can feel him hardening underneath me. He likes this. I do too.
I arch my back slightly, urging him to touch me again. His hand massages my skin, climbing underneath the panties I’m wearing. I’m growing more aroused with every passing second. Since the day before, when his tongue was between my legs, taking me to places I never thought I’d be, I’ve been craving him.
We spent hours in bed, and I was ready for him then. I’m ready for him now. I don’t know what he’s waiting for. I’ve never been so certain about anything before in my life.
“Stand up,” he commands me, and I obey.
I look down at his pants and see how hard he is as clear as day. I lick my lips thinking about how I did that to him.
“Lift your shirt,” he continues, leaning back on the chair while he watches me. I do as he says and take my shirt off, exposing my bare breasts to him. He leans forward and slides my panties off me. He pats his lap and my heart races. This is finally it. He’s going to give me exactly what I want.