Page 143 of Devil's Bargain

“I’ve got to go, Charles. Make sure the paperwork is on my desk by Monday, and keep me updated on the DA. I don’t trust that fucker!” He ends the call and leans back in the patio chair, his eyes on my lips around his thumb. “You bring an old man to his knees, sweet angel!”

A servant enters the patio with a decanter of amber liquid and puts it on the table before bowing low and taking his leave. Not a word is said about me, naked and tied up on my knees.

“I trust you’ve had a pleasant time here?”

I suck his finger deeper so I don’t have to answer.

Salt and Pepper watches me for a moment longer as if he has all day to sit out here in the sunshine and watch me suck his finger. “I’m contemplating buying you from your owners. Right now, you’re doing a fantastic job of convincing me.”

I freeze as my blood turns to ice.Purchase me?My owners?

He removes his thumb and cups my jaw. “This could be your life.” He gestures to the grand house and sprawling garden.

“I don’t have any owners.”

He starts laughing. “Your naivety is refreshing.” Reaching for the decanter, he fills up his tumbler and takes a sip, eyeing me over the rim. “How much do you think I’ve paid them for the week?”

I stare at the fountain in the middle of the garden. It’s a fat cherub with wings. It’s ugly but rich people like weird shit. “I don’t belong to anyone!”

He takes another sip. “You sure have a lot of defiance in you, considering you’re tied up naked on my patio and have been fucked every way possible for the last three days.”

“I don’t even know your name.” I meet his gaze. “You’re Salt and Pepper in my head.”

He puts his glass down on the table and leans back, steepling his fingers on his stomach. His suit is pristine, without a single crease in sight. “Don’t women like a mystery?”

“Who are you?”

He’s amused. His lips twitch, and he leans in close to my face. “I can be anyone you want me to be. How about Fred or Richard?”

“You can’t buy me!”

His brows shoot up. He trails his eyes down my bruised body. “Are you here of your own free will, April?”

My cheeks heat and I avert my gaze.

His deep and gravelly chuckle turns my stomach as he fingers a tendril of my hair. “You’re here because I paid those boys a hefty sum.”

“My friends will wonder where I am.”

Brushing his finger over the cut on my lip, he says, “You don’t need to worry about that. Your only concern is my cock.”

I tear my chin away, but he wraps my hair around his wrist and holds me in place as if his power over me is the sweetest foreplay. Sure enough, his dick strains in his pants. I flick my eyes back up.

“I must leave for a couple of hours today. Don’t even think about trying to escape because I will find you and punish you, and unlike the other times, you won’t like it!”

“Where’s my mom?” I hiss through my teeth. No one will tell me where she is.

He tightens his grip on my hair and leans forward to pick up another juicy strawberry that he orders me to eat. I hold off as long as possible before sinking my teeth into the soft flesh. My stomach rumbles as the sweet juices drip down my chin.

“You might see her again if you’re a good girl.”

“I’m not a good girl!”

He shrugs and gets to his feet, pulling me up by my elbow. “Then I guess you’ll never see her again.” Swiping his arm over the table, he sends the contents crashing to the ground before clasping my neck and forcing me down on my front. “But you’re sure worth the fucking money!”

My cheek is squished against the surface as he unbuckles his belt. “No money in the world can make me yours!” I spit. I should shut up and take it because my fiery spirit is like catnip to him. But I can’t. The words spew out of me like a burst dam. “You’re a pathetic excuse of a man who pays for women because you can’t find one willing to satisfy your needs!”

He smacks my ass and works his thick cock inside me slowly.

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