Page 59 of The Breeding Cave
I stalked toward her. “This. Wasn’t. Here. Last. Night.”
She opened and closed her mouth a handful of times, and I realized that I had slipped.
“Y-you’re the billionaire,” she whispered, “who wants to breed me?”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-NINE
LUCIANO
“What the fuck happened to you?” I growled.
Yeosin stared up at me with curious eyes, stuck on the fact that I was the beast. “Wow …”
“Yeosin,” I snarled, snatching her chin, “answer me.”
Still caught in her trance, she parted her full lips. “I saw Alvin at Pink Ivory.”
“You what?!” I roared. “You saw the Dragon Clan?!”
“It’s okay. One of my regulars walked me here.” She moved closer and tucked some hair behind my ear, her eyes searching my face, probably for any sign of my beast. “I can’t believe it. Is it true?”
“I told you to stay home,” I growled. “You love being punished, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she breathed out the way she always did at The Breeding Cave.
Her pumpkin scent, mixed with the sweet smell of her cunt, drifted through my nose, and I tried to stay in control. But my wolf had been aching to be released since she had stepped into my office. Except … she’d had strict orders to stay home.
“Are you really the beast?” she whispered, moving closer to me and staring up.
I gritted my teeth. Yeosin knew how to get on every last one of my nerves.
“I’m bringing you home,” I growled, snatching her wrist.
“I’ve been cooped up there all night.”
“You’re lucky that I don’t lock you in there for the rest of your life.”
Yeosin shrugged. “Maybe you shoul?—”
“Be fucking careful about finishing that sentence.”
If I brought her home, then she’d sneak out again unless I either tied her up or … didn’t let her leave my sight. I dropped my grip on her, opened my closet door where I kept items—in case something happened at work—and grabbed a couple of chains from the second shelf.
“Mr. Bates …” Yeosin’s eyes widened when she saw them, and she stepped back. “You’re not serious.”
“Call me Luciano,” I ordered.
“Luciano,” she whispered, “what are you doing with that?”
I tugged her arms behind her back and wrapped the chain around them.
“Luciano!” she cried softly. “What are you doing?!”
“Making sure you don’t go anywhere.”
Once I sat her in the middle of my desk, I placed my hand over her top and ripped it off at the seams, and then I did the same with her bottoms. Her nipples were taut, and her pussy was dripping over the wood. Then I returned my gaze to my computer to the right of her. She inhaled sharply and tried to squirm out of the binds, but she wasn’t going anywhere.
