Page 32 of Vicious Little Princess

“The more undeveloped end of the entertainment district.”

“So this is your way of exploring all that closeted desire of yours,” I mused aloud. “Through intending to provide that outlet for others without actually indulging in it yourself and thereby outing yourself as bi? Santino won’t care, you do realize that? There are others in the Family who are—”

He slapped me across the face again.

“That’s my business.”

“Yet you’re clearly intending to make it mine by bringing me here to this room of yours and stringing me up naked.”

“I brought you here because you need to be punished. You tried to own me, dominate me. It’s your turn to suffer through that now.”

“I put you down because you came at me planning to do much worse.”

“I did, yeah.” He laughed. “Secret’s out, huh? You caught my eye the moment you started upNocturne.I’ve been following you closely on social media for ages. Then you finally put yourself in my path at that business gala. Offered to top me and everything. Mmm, I couldn’t stop thinking about it, wanting to get you alone. Then when you hurt me, it all became so clear. What I’d do to you, what we’d explore together, how I’d dominate the fuck out of you.”

“You’re a Submissive.”

“The fuck I am.”

“There’s nothing wrong with—”

Another fucking slap stung my cheek. “Shut the fuck up with that.”

“There’s a big difference between being a Dominant and a bully,” I warned him.

“Yeah?”

“Yes. It’s an exchange of power, not a fucking power grab. You guide and protect your Sub. It requires trust andconsent.None of that is present here.”

“Hmm, you won’t give me your consent?”

“No. Now stop this and release me.”

He smirked at me. “You look nervous. Can’t say I’ve ever seen that from you before. It can’t be the naked thing, you’re very comfortable with your body—your social media says it all where that’s concerned. Can’t be the chains because, again, you’re comfortable with that.”

“I’m here under duress! What the hell else would it be?”Jesus Christ Almighty.

“It’s more than that.” He pressed his hand to my chest. “Wow, your pulse is racing. You’re scared all right. Actually, terrified is more accurate. Because of him, isn’t it? Gabriel Carver?”

I froze at his words.

“Yeah, there it is. Right on, huh? I told you, I’ve been into you for a while. It means I looked into you. Deeply. I know a shitload about it and what happened to you. It’s gonna make this so much easier.”

“Make what? What exactly is your plan?” I forced out, trying to think of anything except for my father and everything that came along with venturing down that path.

“To break you, of course.That’syour punishment.”

I swallowed hard.

He flicked my nipple hoops in turn, sending unwelcome jolts of sensation through me. “Like I’ve said, I’m gonna make you my little bitch, Carver.” His creepy gaze roamed over me. “Dripping with sex, aren’t you?” He ran his hands over my pecs, down to my abs, making me squirm. “This body was made for fucking.” His eyes flicked to mine. “Let’s say we see just how much it can take.”

Wow,all the clichéd dirty shit was coming out now as he was very worryingly getting more turned on by the second. “Let’s not.”

“No?”

“No,” I ground out. “Get your hands off me.”

“You’re being so rash about this. Are you certain that it wouldn’t actually be consensual on your part?”

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