Page 43 of Tyrant (The Villetti Chronicles)

“Open wide.”

I looked between him and the gag. If he put it on me, I couldn’t say a damn thing to him. My mouth formed the word “No,” before I even had a chance to think about it. Zayn’s expression darkened. Then he was gripping my face with both hands and forcing my mouth open without a second thought. I struggled against him, trying to escape his hold.

“I told you I have no qualms about making you obey, Arianna.”

I didn’t know why him gagging me was something I couldn’t deal with after everything else he’d done.

“I don’t want—”

He shoved the gag in my mouth, preventing me from saying another thing before buckling it around my head. I reached up, wanting to rip it off, but he took hold of my hands and pinned them behind my back. I tried to speak, the sounds coming out all muffled. The way he smiled sent a chill running down my spine. I wanted to tell him to go fuck himself, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t do a single thing. He had me restrained and gagged.

“Don’t you want to be good for me?”

I shook my head, continuing to wriggle in his hold, wanting to get free and rip this fucking thing from my mouth. His eyes roamed across my face, taking in the annoyance and frustration he could probably see in it.

“I’ve been far too lenient with you.” He shook his head. “That’s going to change today.”

He stood up, dragging me with him. Zayn spun me around, keeping my hands pinned behind my back before pushing me towards the door. I tried to stop him, but it was futile. He was stronger than me. He herded me into his office, where he took out the handcuffs from his drawer and secured my hands behind me. His hand on my shoulder pushed me to my knees in front of him. I swayed there, my head tipped back to meet his eyes. He reached out and tugged on one of my braids.

“I’m very disappointed in you, but I think you already know that.”

I glared because I could do fuck all else. This man was driving me crazy. Here I was restrained, and yet inside I was a mess of need, wanting him to touch me. To make the ache between my legs disappear. Even though I’d tried to stop him from gagging me, it didn’t change how his punishments made me feel. And right now, I really fucking hated him for it.

“Can’t spit fire at me now, can you, Tinkerbell?”

I screamed against the gag. It only made him smile wider.

“And to think I was going to take you out today. Such a shame you couldn’t behave yourself.”

He left me there, walking away to his desk and sitting behind it. There was nothing I could do but kneel there in the middle of his office. When he took this gag off, I would have a few choice words for the man about this shit. I knew I should take my punishment without complaint, but I was far too angry to think straight. Angry and turned on. Pressing my knees together, I tried to ignore the pulsing ache of need inside me.

Get your shit together!

No matter how pissed at him I was, it hadn’t stopped me from wanting the stupid man. And he had absolutely no idea.

He wanted to teach me a lesson for all my wilfulness. Well, I was going to give that man a few of my own just as soon as he let me out of these handcuffs. He thought he was so calm and collected. I’d show him. Zayn Villetti was going to be as affected by me as I was by him before I was done.

Fifteen

Zayn

Ari silently seethed on the floor of my office for the rest of the morning. Such a provoking little thing she was. Driving me absolutely insane with her mouth. I’d known she wouldn’t like the gag, but her behaviour since yesterday had been less than stellar. I didn’t entirely blame her for being angry, but she had to learn she wasn’t going to get her way with me.

I had planned on taking her out to choose a camera for her photography today. Her being idle in the house wasn’t a good thing. Instead, I texted Penn and asked him if he could find something for me. Even if she was being a disobedient little madam right now, it didn’t mean I was going to withhold the things she enjoyed. Maybe she’d settle if she had something to occupy her time with.

I almost sighed as I stood from my desk and walked over to her. The rage in those chestnut eyes hadn’t dimmed in the past couple of hours, but it was lunchtime and she needed to eat. I wouldn’t allow her to disrupt the routine I’d set, even if she didn’t appreciate it yet.

Leaning down, I took her by the shoulders and tugged her up to her feet. Ari tried to talk around the gag. I reached out and unbuckled it, pulling it off her.

“I hate you,” she ground out as I looked at the gag in my hand.

The ball part was covered in her spit. I tried not to react to the sight of it. It made me want things I shouldn’t.

Who says you can’t have them, Zayn? Don’t you want to see spit running down her face after you’ve thoroughly abused her mouth with your cock? Or is it that you want to spit in her mouth and make her swallow it? Either way, you can take what you want from her. She’s yours.

I swear my mind was trying to kill me alongside Arianna. I couldn’t deny I was ridiculously attracted to this fucking woman in a way I’d never felt before. It was more than just wanting to fuck the living daylights out of her. Let’s face it, she needed an attitude adjustment, and I’d quite happily give it to her over and over until she begged for it to end. But no, it wasn’t about sex. Here I was, doing everything in my power to take care of her. I was even considering intervening in petty gang wars to keep her damn father alive. The only reason I’d told my father to leave it alone was so he didn’t come sniffing around and ruining everything. If he found out what I planned to do, there would be no telling what shit would be coming my way. This had to be done under the radar if I was ever going to succeed.

My need to make sure I gave Arianna everything she required was alarming and a complete mind-fuck. I was trying to catch up with my own fucked up desires while keeping her from throwing us both off a cliff. The storm between us had been brewing since the day she showed up at my club. I had a feeling we were both about to capsize, no matter what I did.

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