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“Why?” I demand, advancing toward her. The garage doesn’t offer much space, cluttered with gym equipment, my bike, and random things from the house. There are two narrow walkways, and I’m blocking one of them. She can run if she wants, but I know her legs won’t carry her far right now, and as I did before, I’ll chase her fine-ass down.

She just shakes her head, and I look away from her, running my hand up through my hair in frustration.

“If I tell you, what would you do?” I shift my gaze back to her, flexing my hand into a fist and then releasing it as she starts to box herself in. She does that when she’s scared—finding a way to shrink, to make herself smaller than she already is.

Unlike her, I’m not going to lie to her. I’m not going tokeepmy violence hidden. “Find and kill them.”

“You can’t just do that, Ronan! This is one reason why I won’t tell you!”

My eyes narrow. “If I told my brother that someone was after you, do you know what he would do?”

“Call the police—”

“Exactly. He would call the police. You know what they would do?” I ask more harshly this time. “Tell me.”

She isn’t afraid of what I will do because she wants that. I’m pretty sure my not-so-innocent step-niece is a glutton for punishment. Dare I say a masochist.

Something is going on and it is both so plainly obvious yet completely hidden beneath layers of her carefully constructed facade. Her eyes flicker with secrets and deceit, and yet I would ignore all those red flags because I fuckingwanther.

I want her so goddamn bad, it’s pathetic.

“Tell me!” I bark.

“Nothing! They’d do absolutely nothing, okay?!” Her voice equally raises. “Let this go…”

“No, I won’t.I can’t. I’m not good with my words, Cal. How I get my answers is with my fists.” Both her eyes and mouth go wide. My tongue clicks against my teeth and I shake my head in disappointment at her. “Don’t look so surprised.” When I step once more to her, she takes one back. “Do you think I’d hit you like that? After everything I’ve…”

She shakes her head. “I don’t think you’d hurt me, Ronan. I…” Even if she says the words, I’m not certain she even believes them herself.

“I’d never hit you in ways you haven’t been dripping wet for, baby girl.” Her soft gasp would be cute if I wasn’t so pissed. “You know exactly what I’ll do to you to get the answers I want.”

“Stop,” she whimpers and takes several steps back, pressing against the garage door.

“Wrong word,” I croon. “You know, the one you never say to me because you don’t mean for me tostop.” Tilting my head to the side and letting it pop, I ask for the final time. “Who is hurting you? Who is after you, goddamn it!?”

“Why do you care so much?!” She elevates her tone louder than mine.

I bare my teeth in a smile and shake my head. “You aren’t that fucking stupid, Cal.”

“Y—” I cross the distance before she can get her sentence started and wrap my hand around her mouth.

“You can touch me with violence, you have my permission.” The moment the words come from my lips, her palm makes contact with my cheek. It’s awkward, because of our position, but the slight sting does put dots across my vision on that same side.

When I look back at her, I whisper, “Good girl. Again.”

The moment she tries for another slap, I remove my hand from her mouth and grab her wrist. She lifts her knee between my legs, and I throw my hips back, barely missing that painful attack.

“Don’t pop those,” I shake my head and lean into her. “They still need to be in your mouth.”

She grunts and pulls hard on her arm, trying to dispel my grip on her wrist. After a second, she gives up and throws her fist against my chest. It makes me coughslightly, and when she rears back another I catch it with my free hand, then hoist both of her hands up over her head.

Her shirt hikes up above her pierced belly button, and I step into her. “Answer the question.”

“I can’t!” she wails, struggling against my grip, but I’ve got her in a solid hold. I know if I switch to using just one hand, she’d break free, so I let her fight for a while, letting her tire herself out. “You don’t understand, I can’t tell you!”

“Why’s that?” I kick one of her feet out, and then the other before stepping between them.

This domination has me at full attention, but that would be a reward I’m not going to give. Even if all I’ve wanted for the past two weeks was to tie her hands behind her back and cover this entire cabin in both our cum and sweat. I’ve imagined her tits bouncing in my face while she writhes on top of me, screaming outmyname while coming all overmycock.

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