Page 42 of Thicker Than Blood

My fingers touched my neck, remembering the feel of his collar. I was ashamed for obeying him and enjoying all the sick, filthy things he did to me and made me do.

Unknown Number:Do you ever miss it? The simplicity of it? No decisions, no disorder—just you and me. I know I do.

Me:Why won't you leave me alone?

His answer was immediate.

Unknown Number:Because you are mine.

No, I wasn't and I would prove it. I pulled up the app store and downloaded a popular dating app.

Day 12

Unknown Number:Good morning, pet. Good luck with your date tonight. Wear the red dress, you looked spectacular in it.

I had no idea how he knew my plans because this was a brand-new phone. Then again, considering all the shit he pulled from when I first met him it shouldn't surprise me.

Me: ?µ©k ?ff.

I sent my creative message.

Unknown Number:Fuck? Yes, I want to fuck you. I want to rip off your dress, bend you over my knee, and spank your ass hard. I’ll tear away those panties and fuck you right then and there until I hear you bark for me.

I closed my eyes despite myself and remembered how he fucked me like no other. The way he put everything into it, his power, dominance and control. Yes, it hurt but he made me cum so damn hard.

Unknown Number:I wake up every morning with a bone and nowhere to bury it. ??

I snorted despite myself and put my phone on silent.

Chapter 29

Stefanos

She was going through with it, but I was never a quitter. If I failed, I would return to my research to ensure I was using the correct tactic and go at the project harder than ever. I wouldn't stop until I was successful and that is how I created my wealth. My father was pivotal in helping me start up my company and his knowledge guided me to my current level of success.

“What the fuck?” I whispered when I saw her leave the house wearing an indecent dress, quickly forgetting the fact that I kept her naked for most of her time with me.

Her red dress covered her from neck to knee with a risque neckline and material that hugged her curves. This one was black, short, cinched at the waist with a glittering gold belt. The neck had a small black strip of material resembling a dog collar, but from her neck to the gold belt her tits were on show. It was like a titty heaven peep show.

She had done something to her hair, it was shinier than usual. It flowed down her back in loose curls, styled and pinned on one side of her temple with a sparkling gold pin. My eyes travelled down her bare legs again to the winding golden straps around her ankles to the long-heeled fuck me sandals. She didn't look like my pet dog, but a damn sex kitten.

“Damn it! Why is she wearing that dress for him? For some random cunt off the internet,” I said before narrowing my eyes as her flowing dress lifted as she sat in the taxi.

“Sir?” Keith said.

I forgot we needed to keep switching cars to remain undercover, and this one had no partition.

I didn't answer my silent stalking partner. As soon as the taxi began to drive out of her street, he followed her. I couldn't get the vision of her out of my head as we moved on to the main street.

This was Amari.

My Amari and no one would ever touch my pet.

???

I waited for her date to sit down before I joined them, pulling a chair out while they both gawked at me.

“I’m glad you came tonight,” I said to the man who looked as if he didn't even own a suit. The scruffy bastard. “My wife and I have been looking forward to tonight.”

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