Page 103 of Monster

I narrowed my eyes at him. I wasn’t really mad at his teasing, but I wasn’t amused either. Perhaps that was what drove my next words.

“How’s the investigation going?”

I didn’t know why I asked, considering the last two times I had asked had led to him finding a way to distract me—or making mecompliant—his word.

I shivered, thinking about it.

I didn’t want that… did I?

We didn’t speak for the space of one small exhale. And I realized I’d probably made a mistake when his blue eyes took on ascarybut playful light.

I pushed off the bench, but it was too late.

He wrapped his arms around my middle, took a seat on the piano bench, and before I knew what was happening, he had positioned me facedown over his lap.

I squirmed, trying to get away, but he only tightened his hold on me. His hand molded around one ass cheek through the thin black leggings he had dressed me in this morning.

“Dominic—”

“It hasn’t been that long since I’ve distracted you. Touched you. Do you need a reminder to not ask shit that’s none of your business, wildcat?”

“None of my business?” I asked slowly. I pushed my hands down on the floor to keep balanced, though it was almost laughable to think Dominic would let me fall.

Not when he now had me exactly where he wanted me.

That hand cupping my ass began to move in circles, making it hard for me to think. “Thiswhole thingis my business. I got dragged into this because I was trying my darnedest to save a little boy who didn’t deserve to be hunted down. Thisismy business!”

“Not anymore,” he said quietly. “The moment I decided to take you home and keep you, you were no longer involved in that. All you need to focus on is being my good girl.”

“Yourgood girl?” I asked.

“Yes. I said what I said. You don’t have to repeat my words back to me,” he said, infuriating me further.

I tried to slide off him. He spanked me. I let out a small squeal—of surprise more than pain.

It hadn’t hurt at all, but the bastard actuallyspankedme.

I couldn’t believe he had spanked me. I had never been spanked in my entire life.

“Dominic!”

He rubbed his hand over the sting, and I could feel his erection pressing against my side. He was turned on by this.

God.

I didn’t know if I was more turned on or outraged.

There was something seriously wrong with me.

“If you keep asking about the investigation,” he said, his voice filled with dark promise, “you’re gonna end up with a sore ass.”

“You can’t do that!”

He chuckled. “Can’t do what? Spank you?”

He raised his hand and spanked me once more.

I let out a small groan, a part of it from pain and the other part…

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