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“Hmm, Daddy didn’t say you could go home yet. Do you want to give our new friends a show? Show them howdeeply in lovewe are?”

It’s like cold water splashes over me. “I don’t love you.”

“But you will,” he whispers in my ear. “You’ll love me soon enough.”

“No, I won’t. I don’t want anything to do with you. I don’t want to be near you right now. I need to go home.” I push at his hold again, trying to break free, but he doesn’t budge. “Are your arms made out of steel?”

He chuckles but keeps hold of me.

“Let me go or I’m going to scream for help. Someone will hear,” I force out as I claw at his arms.

“No one is going to stop me,” he grits out in frustration.

I look around and realize he’s right. No one is out here to help us, and the people inside the bar aren’t paying us any attention. They are in their own world and think we are in love.

“I’ll get away from you and call the police,” I threaten.

I need to get out of his arms and far enough away to have time to call the police. That’s the only problem I’m facing right now.

“The police won’t do anything for you,” he growls. “They’ll see me and turn the other way like they didn’t see a thing.”

Dread fills my stomach, and I push at his arms even harder.

“But I’m feeling generous tonight,” he drawls. “Tonight… tonight I’ll let you go home without me, but sooner rather than later, you’ll realize you are mine, you will always be mine. You and I were made for each other, and there will never be a time when you don’t think about me.”

I scoff and turn when he lets me go. “Don’t flatter yourself. I won’t ever think of you again.”

He smirks and folds his arms over his chest. I lick my lips at the sight of his muscles. The things he could do to me with his arms are infinite. I never thought I would be a forearm girl, but looking at Matthias’ makes me weak at the knees.

“You’ll think of me every minute.” Matthias gives me a knowing look. “You’ll think of me so much that you’ll wear the bracelet to show me you want me to fuck you while you sleep.”

I chuckle. “I don’t own any bracelets to wear.”

“You’ve been wearing one all night.” He points at my arm and raises an eyebrow.

Looking down, my mouth hangs open when I realize there is a bracelet on my wrist, a simple silver, chain-linked band.

“Wear that when you go to bed and you’ll find yourself waking up with me inside you, giving you the best pleasure you’ve ever had,” he purrs.

“No way. This is coming off when I get home, and I’ll be putting it in the trash. I won’t ever think of you again. Get that through your thick skull already.” I roll my eyes, turn around, and start to walk off.

A heavy swat lands on my bottom, and I yelp, spinning around and glaring at Matthias.

“You did not just spank me,” I accuse him.

“Don’t you ever roll your eyes at me again,” he growls.

Without replying, I turn and leave, not giving him the time of day. “If I want to roll my eyes at you, I can and will. You can’t do anything about it.”

“We’ll see about that, Little bit,” he calls out as I get further away from him.

CHAPTER 3

ADALISA

Like I told Matthias, I took the bracelet off as soon as I got home, but I couldn’t find it in me to throw it away. It was a really pretty, silver bracelet. Something I would pick out for myself if I saw it in a jeweler’s window.

How does he know that’s what I liked?

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