Page 28 of The Broken Wolf's Redemption

“I’m not doing this on camera. You want me to watch myself, you get a mirror.”

“That can be arranged.”

Damnit. Of course itcould.

Rome left and was back a few minutes later with a large oval mirror. He’d taken it off some wall, probably from the bathroom.

“Get on the desk.”

“I told you, I’m not getting naked.”

“This isn’t about getting naked. You’re going to touch yourself and watch yourself. Keep your eyes open.”

If she didn’t hold her ground, what else could she lose with this man? “I’m not going to get off like this.”

“There’s a surprise for you on the desk. You’ll use it if you’re having trouble.”

Seren hadn’t even looked that far. She took a few steps and glanced over the monitor with some trepidation. As she suspected, there was an array of toys, all laid out on the top. Butt plug, vibrator, more than one dildo, all bright pink. She’d never hated Rome more than she did in that moment.

“I’m not going to come for you,” she ground out between clenched teeth. She wasn’t going to win the war, but she could win this battle.

“Fair enough. You can come for you. But you will come before you leave here.”

“I think I’m good. I can hold out for an hour.”

“Hold out if you want, but I think your clit will be quite sore after manhandling it for an hour. As soon as you come, you can go.”

With far too much skill, Rome spun the desk chair out and propped the mirror in it. He glanced at the desk, then back at the mirror, gauging the distance. If she sat on the edge and spread her legs, she’d be able to have a full view of everything that happened.

She could not let that be okay. She could not just give up. She was going to have to do this, but it had nothing to do with true surrender. “Are you going to command that too? Tell me how to please my own body? Tell me to say your name?”

“I’m just here to hold the mirror.”

“And no doubt enjoy the show.”

“I’m only going to be watching your face.”

He might have seemingly abandoned the camera idea, but there was no way she wasn’t going to negotiate like her life depended on it. “Hard pass on all of this. I’ll never be able to get turned on while you’re standing over me gaping at me like a first-rate stalker. The only thing that would get me off is if you weren’t here.”

“That’s not how you felt at Brooke’s cabin.”

She pursed her lips, unable to refute that because then she’d give herself away.

She couldn’t fall into his trap. She couldn’t make herself be a mean person to save her life. She looked up while she considered what she was going to do, and for the first time, she saw the security camera. It wasn’t blinking or lit up, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t on.

Now, she was truly angry.

She slammed her finger towards it. “That should have been disclosed. You’ve had that on? For all of this?”

“I turn them off in here while you’re here. I repeat, this is for me only. If anyone else even looks at you…”

He didn’t finish that, and she shuddered. Why? She didn’t want to be his possession. Why? Why her? Why him? Why any of this?

Her brain wasn’t evil and it didn’t process well under duress like this, but she had a sudden burst of inspiration. The camera faced the front of the desk. If she got on, spread her legs, and pretended to play with herself, Rome would only see her back if he was watching on there. She’d technically be doing everything he asked, but she’d come out the victor.

“Turn it back on. You can watch from that camera as long as you prove to me you’ve destroyed the footage after. Does it have volume? Can you speak over it?”

“No.”

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