Page 11 of Domination

The soft carpet has my toes curling into the pile; the room is simply beautiful. A glass chandelier hangs from the ceiling, and a white wooden bed sits proudly in the center of the room. It has small flowers carved into the headboard, and the white bedding with pink pillows and matching blankets are laid perfectly on top.

“This here is little Bonnie’s nursery.” Hazel opens a door, and when I poke my head inside, I gasp, and my eyes fill with tears. It’s everything I ever dreamed of for her, more even. Something catches in my chest, and I force myself to exhale through the emotion.

“I hope you’re both going to be very happy here, Miss Gracie.” Hazel pats my arm.

Emotion lodges in my throat, and I choke on my words. “Please just call me Gracie.”

“Yes, miss,” she says, and I can’t help but to smile. “I’ll leave you to explore.”

“Thank you.”

When she turns to walk away, my feet bring me into the nursery on their own accord, and it’s truly a room fit for a little princess. “Look, Bonnie, you’re such a lucky girl.” Bonnie makes grabby hands toward the chest of soft toys on the floor, so I place her down. She makes a beeline for them, crawling toward the chest, and I giggle as she throws the soft toys while making content sounds that have my heart swelling.

A white crib sits against the wall, and I trace thefloral design etched into the wood that matches my bed. Again, white crib sheets and a fluffy pink blanket lay at the base, and I can’t help but run my hand over the soft fabric. So unlike the rough, scratchy sheets at home.

“We need to talk.” His gruff voice has me spinning on the balls of my feet to face him, and his temple pulsates. He has a tic in his jaw and glares at me with blazing eyes and flaring nostrils. I hate being the reason for his anger.

My fingers tremble as I tuck my hair behind my ear, and I swallow back the lump in my throat, nodding.

He stretches his arm out toward my room, and I glance at Bonnie, who is unaware of the tension building between Vinny and me. Instead, she’s shoving soft toys in her mouth while cooing.

“She will be fine in here, and we’ll leave the door open,” Vinny adds, causing a slither of apprehension to slip from me.

Dread lines my stomach, and I take a deep breath. I don’t like that he’s witnessing how nervous I am, but it’s not like I can hide it, the man unravels me in a way that’s completely foreign to me.

I want to make him proud, I want him to shower me with praise and look at me with longing, like I’m his entire world. If only for the night again.

The moment I step into the bedroom and move to walk past him, he grips my arm and spins me to face him. His touch scorches my skin, and I melt, my body becoming like putty as I stare into his stormy-gray eyes that are darkening by the second.

“Did you know?” he asks, and my lips part to speak,but nothing comes out. He shakes me. “Did you know?” he booms, causing me to flinch, and his body goes lax.

His free hand slowly rises to my face, and my breath stutters, then he tucks a lock of my hair behind my ear. “Did you know your father was my stepson?”

The smell of his cologne filters through my nostrils. The way I could still smell him on my skin after our night together has been engrained in my mind. His proximity has clouded my mind and made my throat dry. “N-no.”

I clear my throat, hoping I can sound more confident this time. “No, I didn’t know.” His eyes scan my face, then he nods and releases my arm, and already, I wish he hadn’t. Although I don’t know why, I feel safe when I’m with him, and it’s a feeling I’ve longed for since our night together.

He takes a step back, but his focus remains on me, and I follow the way his Adam’s apple slides down his throat. The top two buttons on his white dress shirt are open, exposing his olive skin that I long to graze with my fingernail and kiss and lick and…

“I want you to sign this contract.” He holds up a bunch of papers, and my eyes narrow. Is it an NDA? If so, it’s unnecessary. I won’t tell anyone a damn thing. I just want to be left alone, to live my life away from anyone and any threat, and be safe and happy.

“Now, be a good girl and sign it.” He shoves the papers into my chest, causing me to stumble. “I expect them in my office before you go to bed tonight.”

Tears fill my eyes at his abrupt tone; he’s shutting me out once again. He’s barely even acknowledged our nighttogether, and now he’s dismissing me like it meant nothing.

As the door clicks shut behind him, I gape down at the papers in my hand and follow the text slowly.

Contract between: Vincent Marino (Daddy) and Gracie Ramsey (Little Pet).

What the hell?

Chapter Four

Gracie

My eyes widen even more the further I read on:Little Pet will remain submissive while her collar is on. Should she not behave, Little Pet will be punished accordingly. Collar is not to be removed by anyone but Daddy.

Punished? Collar? My body heats as I remember when he told me he wanted to collar me, but I never took the threat seriously.

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