Page 29 of Sold to Her Enemy

“Why are you asking me?” I tilt forward, wanting his insistent touching to stop. It’s too much. His touch makes me ache and burn and I can’t have this conversation while he’s intent on making me come undone.

“Shh, Mckenna. I want to know.” He dips a finger into my slit.

He works his finger back and forth. I squirm, pursing my lips together, wanting to hold back the sounds, but I can’t. His touch is electric. It sets goosebumps off along my skin. I moan as his touch becomes firmer. He smiles and presses hard against my clit. I feel the start of an orgasm, and the pressure makes me close my eyes.

“Answer me.” He pulls his fingers back slightly, lightly drawing a circle around my clit. That move is slightly more tortuous, but I force myself to exhale and meet his glare.

“No, my father wouldn’t make plans with my mother, and it started to annoy her. She wanted to go out for dinner, and my father said he would be working late at the lab. My mother went to visit her friends, my father left, and I was driving to the stables,” I frown.

“What is it?” Adrian asks.

“You know that my mother usually didn’t want to leave my dad’s side. Now that I think about it, it’s weird that she went to visit friends instead of staying with him.”

“Anything else unusual?”

“Other than you ruining my life that day? No.”

His eyes flash with anger, and before I can react, his palm comes across my pussy with a hard slap.

I rock forward, the sting catching me off guard.

“I did not ruin your life, Mckenna, and I’m tired of that narrative. Your father did that to you.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Believe me or not, but it’s true. That’s why we took over what was left of MM Industries and re-branded it to Colossus Corp.”

“Trying to be a superhero? It sounds like it belongs in a film.”

He glares at me but can’t quite hide his lips twitching.

“We own your father’s patents and his technology, Mckenna. I could call it anything I want.”

Fury rolls through me, red and hot, and I push up from my chair.

“We’re not done yet. Sit down.”

“I thought you were trying to be civil.”

“I am. Sit. Down.”

He stares at me coolly, and all memories of our past, of when we were friendly to each other, vanish.

Because all I can think of at this moment is the cold precision with which he marched into my father’s company that day and told us that MM Industries was no more. Oh, and the Feds were investigating us for fraud and organized crime.

But I don’t have any choice other than to do what he says because I am his for this weekend.

I sit down and stare above his head, refusing to meet his gaze.

“Better. Why did Ben call you?”

“He tried calling my mother. You know this.”

He slaps my thigh so hard that the sound echoes in the room, and I bring my leg up. “Ouch.”

“Mckenna, you’re going to spread your legs. I want to see your pussy. If you answer my questions, I will reward you. If not, I will punish you. Clear?”

He flicks a finger against my clit, and I jerk but manage to grit out, “Yes, Sir. So much for being civil.”

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