Page 265 of Money Reigns
“You don’t lie to me.”
I raise my hand.
“And you never, ever put yourself in danger like that again.”
I bring my palm down hard.
Her soft flesh bouncing.
She gasps—sharp and sudden.
“That’s for leaving without a word.”
Another slap.
She bites her lip, shoulders curling inward.
“For letting Maksim fucking Korsakovbreathenear you.”
A third strike. Sharper this time. She lets out a soft whimper.
“For not trusting me to handle it.”
I pause, watching her back rise and fall as she breathes through it.
“You should befuriouswith me,” she whispers, pressing back against me.
“I am,” I snap. “But more than that; I was scared. And I don’t do scared, Olivia.”
I lean closer, my hand resting on the small of her back, holding her down gently.
“You belong to me,” I murmur at her ear. “And I don’t like when people play with what’s mine.”
Her fingers curl against the marble.
“I’m sorry,” she breathes.
“Not yet you’re not.”
Another spank, firmer. Her skin pink and hot under my palm.
She chokes out a sound—part pain, part apology.
One more.
Then I grip her waist. Not for control, but to steady her.
“You hear me, Olivia?” I ask, voice low but firm. “You don’t go to men like that without me.”
“I hear you,” she whispers. “I won’t. Never again, I swear.”
Good.
My hand lingers a second longer, fingers grazing over her soft skin, calming the burn I left behind. She shudders under my touch, and I know she feels it too;that ache.The sting. The heat between us that hasn’t cooled one bit.
I should walk away.
Calm down.
