Page 19 of Heartless Game

“Careful, or I’ll put you in a maid costume and nothing else. Make you clean my floors with your tongue,” I threatened.

Fuck.The image of her on her knees with her ass exposed, bent over as she cleaned what was going to be my cum off those floors made my cock hurt. Too bad the bar was opening soon, or I’d make that fantasy a reality.

Holy fuck, what was wrong with me? I was as bad as Jack had been with Aviva. I knew better than this, couldn’t be this person. But Tovah’s lemon and sugar scent and big brown eyes were turning me into him, no matter how hard I fought it.

Shoving that thought away, I continued. “I have my own house on the edge of campus; you’ll live there with me, so I can keep an eye on you. You don’t go anywhere without me knowing, or without me or one of my teammates accompanying you.”

“But I have class! And newspaper meetings!”

“Should’ve thought of that before you tried to blackmail me,” I said smoothly.

She glared. “Aren’t you doing the same thing to me?”

I winked, loving every second of this. “Yes. But I do it better.”

She growled. It was cute.

“And what, people are just going to believe we’re happy to be around each other that much? All of Reina knows we hate each other.”

I moved in even closer. I could feel her breath against my jeans.

Fuuuuuuuck.Could she tell how hard I was getting?

Forcing myself to focus, I bent down, sliding my thumb under her chin and lifting it so she had to look directly at me. “Then you better hope you’re a good fucking actress, because everyone is going to have to buy that you’re happy with our new…arrangement.”

Her eyes widened. “I’m not going to pretend we’re dating.”

I scoffed, ignoring the way her rejection sliced into me. “Who said anything about dating? You wouldn’t be the first girl willing to be mytoy.”

Of course I’d never forced another girl to live with me or tracked her every move. But Tovah didn’t challenge me on that point.

“Is that all?” she practically spat.

I cleared my throat. This last part…I hated myself for what I was about to say, but the anticipation outweighed the realization that I was about to act like a complete animal.

But then, maybe it was time to let the beast out if its cage.

“Finally, you’re mine. However I want you, for however long I want you for. I say jump naked, you say, ‘yes sir, how high?’ I say get on your knees…well, you know the rest. And you won’t go near another man when you’re with me. I don’t care about your history, or whoever else you’re seeing. I. Don’t. Share.”

“That’s not what I heard,” she countered, sickly sweet in her helpless anger.

“Let me rephrase then. I. Don’t. Share.You.Got it?”

“I got that you’ve legitimately lost your mind if you think I’ll go through with any of this,” she said, rolling her eyes. But she licked her pink lips, chest heaving. She may hate the attraction, but like me, she couldn’t help herself.

“Or I can call my father right now,” I said. “How does that sound?”

She glared. “Hockey players. Thinking you own everything and anyone and can get away with whatever you want. You are an entitled piece of shit, and I hate you.”

That was fine with me. “I don’t particularly like you either.”

She seemed to consider something, and her eyes lit up. I didn’t know what had just occurred to her, but I didn’t like it, whatever it was.

“Fine,” she said. “I’ll come home with you, stay with you, let you and your dumb friends escort me around campus like my own personal entourage. Pretend I like you.” She flipped her hair. “But I’m not sleeping with you.”

“Who said anything about sleeping?” I made sure to look her up and down.

“I mean it, Isaac. I amnotfucking you.”

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