Page 303 of Phobia
“Tommy,” Dom says, eerily calm.
My eyes snap towards Tommy, widening in horror as he picks up a pair of bolt cutters. “Triple!”
Ant shrieks as Tommy grips his little finger, and a bead of freezing sweat slides down my spine.
“I don’t want your money, Naomi, but I think Ant would like to keep his fingers.”
“Naomi!” Ant begs, but for what, I don’t know. I’m doing everything I’mcapableof.
“Please don’t do this, Dom. You don’t need to do this.” Tears burn down my cheeks, and Dom gently wipes them away.
“I decide what I need…. Tommy.”
“Naomi!” Ant wails as his little finger is wedged between the blades.
“With condoms… I’ll do itwithcondoms.” I’m crying, grovelling, but I don’t care.
Neither does Dom. “This isn’t a negotiation.”
Ant cries as Tommy applies pressure. “Help me, please!”
“I’ll do it!” I yell without thinking, but Tommy continues, blood trickling out.
Dom grips my chin, locking my eyes on his. “Give me your word.”
“I promise.” Tears blur my vision, and my breathing is erratic. I just swapped my cousin’s life for mine.
“Go. Leavehimoutside the door, then close it,” Dom commands.
Tommy drops the bolt cutters onto the floor, the metal barely making a sound. All I can hear are Ant’s relieved sobs, and all I feel is his betrayal coursing through my veins.
As soon as the door closes, Dom lifts me onto the desk and immediately proceeds to nuzzle my neck, like it’s taken all his strength not to touch me.
I try to push him away, but he doesn’t relent, the hardness in him replaced with passion. “I hate you.”
He chuckles. “A risk I was willing to take.” His kisses move higher, caressing my jaw before claiming my lips, and without thinking, I sink my teeth into his soft skin.
Groaning, his hand slides into my hair, the pressure increasing as he pulls my head back. I release him with a gasp and smile at the blood on his lip.
Wiping it with the tip of his finger, he looks me in the eyes as his tongue slides out to lick it clean. “The nine days start when I say so. You’ll stay with me the entire time. You’ll be treated well, you’ll be safe, and youwon’tgo back on our agreement.”
I might.
His eyes flash with anger like he’s reading my mind. “It will end badly for Ant if you do.”
“You’re forcing me to do this. Does that make you feel like the big man?” I seethe, my body shaking with the truth of my fate while my mind continues to fight it.
Once again, he graces me with that smile. “You’ve consented, my little Treacle but given your hostility, I’ll need more than your word.”
Dom flips me onto my back, spreads my legs wide and fills the space with his body.
“Don’t touch me!”
Ignoring me, Dom leans lower, pulls my wrists above my head, and holds them firmly in place with one large hand. “Do you understand who you’re dealing with yet?”
“A fuck-”
He slams his palm over my mouth, preventing me from spewing my insults at him. “I’m the man who gives monsters nightmares.” His groin presses against me, the heat barely registering against my ice-cold skin.
