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He sighs heavily, and irritations zips up my spine. “I don’t know.” He shrugs. “It wasn’t at the forefront of my mind.”

Wasn’t at the forefront of his fucking mind?“Remind me what the fuck I pay you for?” I snap.

Massio stiffens and his glare darkens. “For security, and that’s exactly what I was doing. I checked to see if he posed a risk, and he didn’t. Jesus, Vinny, you need to get a fucking handle on this jealousy, it’s not like you.” He’s not wrong, I feel out of control, my mind spiraling that she’s going to take Bonnie, leave, and never look back, all for a younger guy who gave her daughter life.

“Take your aggression out on him.” He gestures toward the piece of shit on the floor. “We’ll catch up later when you’ve calmed down.” He spins on his boots and heads out the door, slamming it so damn loud vibrations work through the room. Barely giving him a chance to leave, I unzip my pants.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Gracie

It’s been two weeks since I started going to the church community center, and I live for it.

As soon as I settle Bonnie, I head down the stairs. I haven’t seen Vinny all day, only a single text message telling me he will be home late. Hazel will be in bed by now, so I creep through the house. Ever since my encounter with that vile woman at the store, all I can think about is her taunting me with the basement that I’ve never been taken to. A dungeon she called it, even the sound of it is terrifying.

A chill sweeps over me as I tiptoe through the kitchen and down the corridor I’ve never been. Then darkness engulfs me, causing me to swallow back the fear gathered in my throat. What if he has someone in that room right now? What if he keeps me in the house and a woman in there? Yet a voice niggles inside me, asking me why I care; I plan on leaving anyway.

As I shove open the door, I pull my shoulders back. Maybe this is what I need to give me the push to leave when I have one foot out the door. My footing wavers on the first step, but I continue on, ignoring the way I tremble as I descend the stairs. When I reach the bottom, there’s a small corridor and a door leading off both ends, so I decide to turn right first.

My breath stills as I push open the heavy door and step inside. It’s a bedroom, a luxurious one, and stepping further inside, I see it’s used primarily for sex. There’re hooks above the bed and cuffs on the bedposts. To my right is a strange see-through wall, with a mirror behind it, and to my left is a large white leather chair resembling a throne. On the wall is a huge television screen. Arousal seeps from me as I slowly take in all the contraptions and instruments attached to the hanging chains.

A throat clears behind me, making me jump, and I spin to face Vinny. “What are you doing down here, Little Pet?” He raises his eyebrow while wiping his hands on a rag, making me wonder what he’s been doing.

“You’ve never brought me down here,” I state.

“Should I have?”

I glance around the room again, taking in the abundance of sex toys sitting on a shelf on the wall beside the mirror.

“That woman at the store told me about it.”

His jaw tics and his fists ball as he throws the rag to the floor. “And what did she say?”

“Nothing, really.” I shrug. “I was just curious why you hadn’t brought me down here.”

Before I know what’s happening, he’s behind mesweeping my hair off my shoulder to place a kiss on the bare skin of my neck. I sway as his scent encompasses me and revel in the way he bands a protective arm around my stomach, holding me in place. His free hand curls around my throat, toying with the collar, and my panties dampen under his dominance.

“I’ve not thought about this room since you’ve been here, if you want to play, we can play in your bedroom.” I bend my head to the side as he kisses up and down my neck, causing a flurry of excitement to shoot through me.

My chest rises higher with each kiss, the way his thick palm caresses my stomach has arousal seeping from me. I close my eyes, imagining his fingers slipping a little bit lower to take the ache off. “What if I want to play here?” I breathe out.

He detaches himself from me, and my body sags at losing his warmth. “What is it you want to do, Gracie?” he huffs like he’s annoyed at my words.

Everything, I want to tell him, but I’m terrified he’ll refuse me.

“What you do with other women,” I admit, and follow his retreating form toward the chair.

He drops down into it and stretches his legs wide while he runs a finger over his lips. The silence between us is brutal, and I can hear my heart pounding in my ears.

What if he refuses, rejects me?

I lick my lips, and he his eyes follow the action.

He exudes confidence and control. Pure dominance shines in his eyes, making me nervous but intrigued as my gaze flits around theroom.

Eventually, he sighs heavily. “Over there is the medical cabinet.” He gestures toward a cabinet.

“Medical cabinet?” I scrunch my nose. Why on earth would he need a medical cabinet? Unless he hurts his pets.

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