Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
I know his name, but I don’t use it.
I call him Sir.
I’ve seen his face. It’s handsome, rugged even. Dark, piercing eyes, almost black, regard me with such intensity he steals my breath with a mere glance. His stare makes me feel like he’s about to devour me. And he always does.
The gentle swish in the air has my ears thrumming with the sound. It’s the swift sound of leather as it makes its way to my flesh.
The sting. The bite. The mark.
His breathing is even, controlled as he watches the tremble of my body. My back arches and my whimpers echo around us. When he first walked in, he ordered me to be quiet, so I bite my lip to keep from crying out. Another swish and my skin tingles and burns. The heat coursing through my veins and the thud of my heart against my ribcage send my mind into the abyss of pleasure.
Again, another lick of pain, hinting at the release that’s coiling deep in my belly. The ache, the delicious need inside to find euphoria. I can no longer be still, and the gentle plea that falls from my lips is brash in the stillness of the room.
He doesn’t move for a long while. I can feel him shift. The heat of his body is against mine with a swift movement. His lips whisper against my ear, “I’m going to take you now. I’ll fuck your tight cunt. It won’t be gentle or loving. It won’t make you moan and plead yes. It will make tears fall from your eyes. You’ll hate every minute I’m inside you. But you’ll crave it every day. I’m going to make you scream, and when I’m done, you’ll hurt. Collared. Bound. Mine. All mine.”
The vow. The promise. The pledge.
I can only respond with the words I want to use.
“Yes, Sir.”
Jolting up right, my eyes snap open and I glance around, realizing I’m in my bedroom and not kneeling for the man who’s been taunting my every waking thought. I think back to two nights ago with a small smile on my lips.
When Franco requested to speak to me, I led him over to one of the booths and we settled in the plush black suede seats. It’s then that he offered me something I knew I couldn’t refuse. He told me curtly what he wanted and expected of me. He also picked my brain, like he could read my every thought.
I explained about how unhappy I am working for Andrea and the future I want for myself, and in those few short moments, I wanted everything he had to offer. I was hooked. I didn’t ask him to give my panties back. I didn’t even question what he was going to do with them, but the thought made me smile. Then he left me with an envelope, sleek and stylish with the letter M in a swirled script. He ordered me to open it when I was alone in my room, which I obeyed.
When I got home that night, I made my way to my bedroom without so much as a glance around and ripped open the note. One page. Five simple rules. And the amount he’s willing to pay.
Like anything else, this is a job offer. I’m offering you a position as my personal assistant. There will be a formal contract for you to sign with terms and conditions. This is only an invitation to accept the job offer set out for you. As my personal assistant, you’ll work solely for me and my family.
You will not receive a salary. You’ll receive a lump sum for your time. It is a six-month contract, which once it’s run its course, you’ll leave the mansion with your belongings as well as a healthy bank account.
It is important you know what you’re getting into. Should you have any questions, you’re welcome to send them to me. Alternatively, you’ll send me a text message to the number at the bottom of this card to confirm you accept. You have forty-eight hours to think this through. Any later than that, the offer is moot.
The job is yours. Freedom is yours. The question is—how much are you willing to pay?
There are rules you will need to obey. There will be a non-disclosure agreement to sign. My family is connected throughout this country, as well as our home in Italy. You won’t be in any danger, but you need to understand that there is always danger surrounding us.
Firstly, you’ll move out of your home you’re currently residing in and you will be given a suite in the mansion where you will live for the duration of your contract. This is non-negotiable. Obey my rules, and you’ll find freedom.
Rule 1. Obey every order. No deviating.
Rule 2. Do not question me. Ever.