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Heaven help her, if he didn’t stop talking, she’d come purely from his voice.

“But, you were a very naughty girl, and you can’t have an orgasm yet.” He pulled away, all touch evaporated from her, leaving her burning for an entirely different reason.

The pain of her ass made itself known again as the ache in her pussy ebbed. She dropped her head, wanting to cry, for the loss of her dignity, for the loss of any hope at freedom, and for the loss of his touch.

He released her ankles from the cuffs and wrapped an arm around her waist while uncuffing her wrists.

“I won’t lock you in here,” he said picking her up in his arms, but not being at all careful of the soreness in her ass as he did so. “Unless you make me. If you run again, I will,” he promised.

He carried her into his bedroom again with her arms wrapped around his neck and her head resting against his chest.

His aftershave smelled good. Like something she could snuggle into.

Peter placed her on the bed, ass down, and grinned at her when she winced from the fabric rubbing her skin.

“I won’t lock you in, but I am going to put a man outside the door.” He leaned over her face, ran his fingers over the streaks of dried tears. “One of my men will escort you when you leave this room. No more bad behavior, Azalea.” He touched the tip of her nose.

“When will this end?” she asked softly, watching his lips.

“I can’t tell you that.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

He remained silent for a long moment then brought his mouth over hers. She should have fought it, turned her head and denied him, but instead she sank into the warmth of his touch.

When his tongue pushed between her lips, she danced with it, taking the kiss deeper, wanting more than just his mouth on her.

He ended the kiss abruptly and pressed one warm peck to her cheek. “Sleep for now.”

“Are you going to leave me more clothes? The dresses you brought up are a little tight,” she said.

He stood from the bed. “No. No clothes.”

“What?” She sat up.

He opened the door and grinned back at her. “Naked women are less likely to try to escape.”

“But you said I could leave the room, that your men will be out there.”

He nodded. “And they will. You are free to roam the estate, Azalea.”

She threw a pillow, but the door closed behind him before it reached him.

He had stuck to his word. He didn’t lock the door. She was free to walk around as much as she wanted.

Completely naked.

He’d still found a way to keep her trapped.

Chapter 8

Peter found Daniel and Johnny in the Annex. There wouldn’t be another catalog party until Ash returned from his honeymoon, but there were still daily events happening. The girls had appointments and clients to entertain.

“I want two men stationed on my floor. One of them right outside my bedroom. I want another one at the bottom of the staircase. If Azalea comes down, I want someone with her at all times, and I’m to be notified.” Peter pointed a long finger at Daniel. “And I want someone at the goddamn gate until I have this all situated.”

“The gate?” Daniel’s eyebrows rose. “Sure, I’ll get Tommy on it. Something happen?”

Peter ran his hand across the back of his neck. “Azalea was trying to open the gates when I got back from checking in at Tower. If I hadn’t come home when I did, she’d be halfway to town.” The little flash of her hair in the window had given her away in the guard house. If he hadn’t been leaning out of his car to punch in his code, he probably would have missed it. She wouldn’t have had to flick the switch to open the gates; he would have helped her right along.

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