Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 130048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
“Not if you’re the one on top of the food chain, it’s not.” I stood on slightly shaky legs and returned to my chair. “But I can imagine it takes time for those at the bottom to accept their new place.”
“Perhaps.” Victor toasted me with his coffee. “But regardless of how long it takes to accept, their obedience should be immediate.” He sipped his espresso before placing the cup back down. “And that’s where you come in.”
I schooled my face.
I iced over every emotion.
“Oh?” I sniffed without a care.
“You wanted into my inner sanctum? Well, you’re in. You’re about to have all your wicked dreams come true, but…” He grinned. “I do have one tiny request.” He waved his hand with a chuckle. “It’s not even a request. More of a gift, really. A gift from one man to another. You need to be pushed a little, I see that. And this new jewel needs to be disciplined. I promised her to you for the weekend, but I will not tolerate her unruly behaviour infecting the rest of my gems. Like Roland said…she’s special. She’ll have many Masters lining up to taste—ready to teach her our favourite games.”
“Games?” I hid my wince. “What sort of games?”
“Lots and lots.” Victor waved his hand. “All named after gems, of course. My personal favourite is something called Ruby Tears. But…I happen to know a Diamond Kiss is the highlight of most of my guest’s perversions…mainly because I permit it to happen so rarely.”
“What’s a Diamond Kiss?”
He leaned closer. “That is none of your concern…yet. If you become a member, you’ll find out. Someday. For now…” He smiled, brutal and sharp. “I have decided to be your mentor. I will oversee your methods. I will intervene if you get too savage. I will be your instructor on how to break her and set yourself free. How about that?”
“I don’t need a teacher.” I turned into a glacier at the thought of him shadowing me, watching me. “I’m sure I can break her all on my own.”
All while breaking myself.
“Well… call me a father figure, then.” Victor smirked. “I have a feeling you’re lacking one of those.”
I couldn’t hide how my fists curled. The leash around my fingers jerked Ily a little closer as I tamped down my fury.
She didn’t make a peep.
Her eyes shifted from me to Victor and back again as we talked about her as if she didn’t exist. “I wasn’t aware I had to share my family tree with you.”
“Oh, you’re not obligated. But I have a knack for knowing where people come from.” Steepling his hands, he narrowed his piranha gaze. “Let’s see…” Looking me up and down, he sniffed. “Only child or at least raised as one. Small family. Most likely all gone. Lonely upbringing. Lonely present. Am I right?”
I wanted to smash his coffee cup and shove the broken ceramic into his eyes.
“I came here to fuck, not be psychoanalysed.”
Victor laughed with a nod. “Fine. I see your impatience still rules you. Perhaps, after you’ve come a few times today and managed to expel some of that tightly bound rage, you’ll be more amenable to conversation.”
I did my best to nod politely. “Perhaps.”
My mind returned to my birdcage cufflinks upstairs. Regardless, if my brother received a GPS location and was on his way, I still had a day or so in this nightmare.
I had to do everything in my power to either stall or sabotage, so I didn’t surrender to the monster inside me.
Looking at Ily out of the corner of my eye, I clung to my tattered self-control.
“So…” I shrugged. “You mentioned rules for your jewels. Are there rules for your guests? Or can I take Ily and do whatever I want?”
Victor shrugged. “Rules are needed for every aspect of life. For ruler and ruled.” Counting on his fingers, he said, “You can hurt her but not kill her. You can fuck her however you want, but if you tear her and put her out of action, you will be fined for every day she can’t service another. You can command her to do whatever you wish, but you must grant her a fifteen-minute break afterward, so she can prepare for the next round.”
“Sounds reasonable.” The words tasted sour. “And can I fuck her bare? I’m assuming she’s clean and won’t carry my spawn?”
Words became droplets of poison, eroding their way through my tongue.
I rubbed at the small hole in my arm where a cool-eyed female doctor had drawn my blood. The stone walls of the castle pressed on me as if I deserved to be in a cage made of rock. A cage that only grew worse the longer I sat in pristine gardens with a perfect slave at my feet.
My eyes strayed to Ily.
I froze as she looked up and glowered.