Page 31 of Vicious Little Princess

The crash… Angelo… had he actually—

I jolted again as he suddenly appeared in front of me.

He grasped my jaw and stared at me, searching my eyes for something.

“Maybe I gave you too many painkillers. I didn’t want your injuries being a detriment to what I planned to do with you.” He slapped my cheek, making me grunt. “Do you see me, Carver?”

“Yes,” I rasped, choking from uttering that one word with an extremely dry throat.

A bottle was shoved into my mouth in the next moment and then I was drinking down a lot of water, swallowing it desperately and choking at the same time, until it poured down my chin and over my bare chest.

It was dragged away, then put down on a black cabinet against a wall just a few feet from me.

I frowned as I was able to take in more of the space as I became a bit more lucid.

There was another set of chains against the wall to my left, a St. Andrew’s Cross to my right. A few feet from that was a spanking bench, along with some stocks. I craned my neck to see a round, spongy black bed in the corner.

“What’s going on? The crash? Bringing me here? What the fuck are you playing at?” I stared up at the chains, realizing that they were more than that. They were set up as some sort of pulley system, adjustable, fucking heavy-duty bondage restraints.Jesus.

“I told you before. Punishment,tesoro.”

“I’m not your treasure.”

“Hmm. So, you’ve picked up some Italian from your boys. Then in answer to your question:ai mali estremi, estremi rimedi.”

“These are more than drastic measures. You’re crossing so many lines here. Have you stopped and thought about that? The ramifications of you causing that crash, then kidnapping us?Us?Where is she, where’s Cat?”

“Let’s just say she’s being dealt with.”

“No!” I yelled, pulling at my binds. “Let her the fuck go! Don’t fucking touch her!”

“I barely laid a hand on her.” He smirked nastily. “I’m saving all of that for you.” As I continued yelling and pulling at the chains, the clanging echoing painfully through the space, he wrapped his hand around my throat, squeezing hard enough to almost completely cut off my airflow. “Caterina isn’t here, so there’s nothing you can do. If you don’t calm down, I’ll sedate you again and you’ll be out for hours more. And how will that help anyone?Or,you focus on me and I’ll release you once I’ve gotten what I need.”

He was telling the truth about letting me go.

And he was also right about the sedation. If I calmed down and remained conscious, I could figure out a way to break from this insanity and track down Cat and break her free, too.

I stopped struggling.

“Good bitch,” he said, trailing his fingers over my cheek.

I jerked my head away.

“If you’re reacting negatively to that slight touch, what’s coming is going to be unbearable for you.”

“What are you talking about? Why did you bring me to this room?”

“Why do you think? To make you my little bitch, of course. Do you remember me telling you that on the road before I had you sedated?”

“Yes. Do you remember me telling you that you’re making a big mistake?”

He waved it off, literally, and gestured around the space. “This is part of my new sex club.”

“Sex club? This isn’t just your own personal BDSM dungeon?”

“No, it’s the real deal. Or it will be. This is the only room that’s been partially furnished so far. I don’t get a lot of time off from my work with Santino, so I do what I can.”

“Where is it? Inside the city?”

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