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“Yes.”

“I liked it.”

Dom felt the corner of his lips tipping up. “You didn’t like all of it, but yeah, I could tell when you were drifting into subspace for a little while there.”

“Oh. It’s been a long time.”

Her words were dream-like, but her eyes were still wide open. It was time to talk to her on a level her body understood, even if her mind wasn’t working on full cylinders.

“Cassandra. Who do you belong to?”

“You, Sir.”

God, how he’d always loved to hear those sweet, submissive words on her tongue. “That’s right. You do what I tell you to do, whether you want to or not. Right now you will go to sleep. You will trust that I will not let anything happen to you while you rest.”

Finally her eyes began to drift close. “Yes, Sir.”

She was sound asleep ten seconds later.

She slept for eighteen damn hours. Dominic hadn’t even known it was possible for someone to sleep for that long. She’d sat up once and he’d led her to the bathroom, after which she’d fallen immediately back to sleep.

After fifteen hours, he’d called the doctor, not sure if he should wake her up or let her sleep or if there was something seriously wrong with her. Dr. Habersham, their family physician for years, had made a house call.

She hadn’t woken when he’d taken her blood pressure and pulse or pried her eyes open one at at a time and shined the light in. Hadn’t even woken when he drew blood and checked her limbs for further injury.

“I’ll run her blood for any sort of drugs that might be in her system, but her pupils are responsive,” Dr. Habersham said. “Obviously she’s been through a trauma, and her mind is trying to recover from that. But besides the bruising around her wrists, mild dehydration, and obvious abuse to her posterior, I think she’s fine, physically. She’s young, strong. She’ll wake up soon.”

She did, three hours later.

Dominic didn’t let himself think too closely about why he’d brought his laptop into his bedroom to work while she slept. Hell, he refused to even think about why he’d brought her to his bed to begin with; there were plenty of other rooms within his house. He just wanted Cassandra to see a familiar face once she woke up.

But he wasn’t about to forget what she’d done. Who she was. How she owed him.

Wouldn’t forget the tears of his mother when she’d found out that Dominic had given Cassandra the engagement and wedding rings that his father had given his mother for their wedding.

And that Cassandra had run off with them and they were gone forever.

So yes, Dominic was very glad to see Cassandra wake up, eyes clear and focused. He sat in the chair in the sitting area section of his bedroom watching her as she sat up in his bed. Watched as she remembered where she was and what had happened.

Watched as her eyes slid over to his and widened in apprehension.

“Feeling better?” he asked.

“Yes.” Her voice was so much stronger, her eyes so much more focused than they had been. “How long did I sleep?”

“Nearly eighteen hours.”

Her eyes widened and her stomach took that moment to let out a growl. Dominic couldn’t hide a chuckle. “Let’s get you fed.”

She actually looked surprised.

“Did you think I was going to starve you to death?”

She sat up further in the bed, holding the sheet tight to her naked chest. “Honestly, I have no idea what to expect from you. I would’ve never have expected you to have offered to… help me with Tambour.”

“Don’t doubt that you will pay back every single cent of that money. That, plus what you stole before. You can plan to be sucking my cock every single morning as soon as you wake up. Plan for me to be fucking you whenever and whatever way I want. And I wasn’t lying to Tambour when I said I planned to spank you regularly enough that I am never far from your mind.”

Her eyes widened, but damned if they didn’t also light up with a little bit of excitement.

Cassandra had always loved the dark, the depraved, just as much as he had. Had loved to be tied up, whipped, and controlled as much as he’d loved to do it to her. It was how they’d gotten so close so quickly seven years ago. Why Dominic had thought he’d found a kindred spirit and married her so quickly and secretly. Because he’d thought they were the same. Thought they were in love.

He would never make that mistake again.

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