Page 48 of Bound By Her

The fabric parted just enough to reveal the tight corset beneath, cinched tight over the white blouse, pushing her breasts high.

Bryson forced himself to look at herlipsinstead.

Somehow, that wasn’t much better.

Why the fuck was it so hard to look away?

“I’ll start,” she said smoothly. “I think you’re an arrogant little fuck who has spent too much time under Daddy’s protection. When I floated this deal, Ineverdreamed your father would lend you to me. But now—” she smiled, slow and deliberate “—now Ihaveyou.”

Something inside Bryson lurched.

He covered it with a sick grin. “A fucking Christmas miracle.”

“But you’ve made a mistake bringing those two,” she continued, her voice cooling.

Then she moved—standing, stepping closer, perching herself on the table’s edge just to his right.

Her proximity made his skin crawl.

“Bringing me something you so obviously care about.”

The words came from her mouth, but they might as well have been his father’s.

His blood ran cold.

She reached out, tracing a slow, deliberate path along his cheek.

“You will follow the rules,” she murmured, her voice a velvet promise. “You’ll do as I say,whenI say it, and you’ll learn to be agood little boy.”

The last three words were each punctuated by a light tap to his nose.

Bryson sat completely still, his skin tingling from her touch.

She got up, moving behind him. He felt her there, her fingers curling around the sides of his chair.

“You won’t be perfect,” she leaned in, her breath warm against his ear. “And I’m counting on that part.”

When she pulled away, his entire body itched toshake her off. To rid himself of the invisible mark she had just left on him.

But he didn’t move.

Wouldn’t give her that.

“Bottom line,” she said simply, “you will comply.”

She knocked on the door, and Eric stepped in.

“If at any point I feel threatened, or feel that you aren’t listening well enough, I will have Eric physically restrain you into the position I require.”

Bryson finally found his voice, his anger anchoring him. “I’mthreateningyounow.”

She exhaled through her nose. “If Eric needs to restrain you?—”

“If he even could.”

“Anytime, kid. Just try me,” Eric said, voice bored.

Adria rubbed her temple like they were giving her a headache. “Eric, please.”

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