Page 62 of Enslaved

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I’M MOODY AS FUCK as we drove in strained silence to Dimitri’s estate.After her first boutof pleading tears when I confronted her at my villa, she fell silent. I made her sit next to me as I ate dinner, leaving her plate empty. I wanted her hungry tonight. She had no choice but to follow me as the chain to her collar was held tightly in my fist as I climbed up the stairs, stripped and showered. She knelt outside the glass door; an obedient pet to her master.

I don’t understand why she stayed.

The pain that sliced through my chest fucked me up. I hated her. She made me feel, and now I wish I never took those damn pills. If I hadn’t—my heart would be just fine. I wouldn’t be standing here not knowing what to do with the girl. I wanted to kill her as much as keep her

Despite her pleas, I know what I saw…what I walked in on. My dove, betraying me, breaking my trust after everything we shared.

She’s a damn good actress; it figures she grew up an hour from Hollywood. I should’ve been more suspicious when she went from hurling objects at me, to needing me in minutes.

I clipped her wings.

She never forgave me but plotted to bring me down all the while I thought we were on our way to falling in love.

Love.

I won’t be this careless again.

Love truly is powerful. And the only thing that could ever takeEl Diablodown.

Never—never again. I might keep her, take what I want, whenever I want, but as of right now, my heart is unavailable; permanently.

From the corner of my eye, I took a quick look at her sitting stiffly next to me as we pulled into the long drive leading to something I’m not sure she was ready for. The guard waved me in, not bothering to check if I’m on the list. I’m always on the list. I found a spot and shut the engine off.

“Tomorrow’s my birthday.”

“H-how old will you be?” She spoke for the first time in hours. Her tummy made noises.

“Is my pet hungry?”

“Yes.”

“Good. You’ll be eating cock all night.”

“Jerk,” she muttered under her breath. But I still heard her.

“Scusí?”

“You heard me.”

“Ah, so my little firebird is back, eh?”

“I did nothing wrong. I would never betray you. You want to know what I think? I think you know deep down what we had was real. And it scares the hell out of you. You think that you’re some big-bad-devil? Well, the truth is, you’re a chickenshit, Christos—too afraid to accept what’s right in front of you. How convenient it is for you to believe I would betray you.”

The rage that had cooled to a simmer raised to a boil. I smacked her tits, grabbed her hair in my fist, drew her face to mine and uttered, “How dare you speak to me like this? How stupid of you to taunt the devil waking up after a lifetime of living in a black hole. After tonight, you are going to wish you left when you had the chance.”

“I hate myself! I still want you…love you, even when you're cruel! You think you hate me? It’s your fault we met—you brought me into your sick and twisted world.”

“All I did was accept your application,glykiá mou.Have I ever forced you? Made you truly do something against your will?”

“I didn’t want to go with you…that day when you found me outside the hostel.”

“Liar,” my mouth curved into a sneer, “you were wet every time I got within three feet of you. I bet…you’re even wet right now,” I breathed against her lips. I had put the car in park, couples walking by us, eager to get inside.

“No, Christos.”

I smirked, letting one hand slide up her smooth legs, under the hem of her evening gown. Up and up, I went until I found her sweet spot that betrayed her. “Soaked. Just like I predicted.” I played with her, lulled her into a false sense of security. Her head fell back against the seat as I toyed with her. With her eyes closed, she never saw my other hand reach into my pocket, taking out a larger plug than the one we’ve been playing with. Tonight, I was claiming all of her. Nothing about her will be a virgin after I’m done.

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