Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Join me for a night that you will never forget —Devlin
I didn’t understand Devlin. He had been so cruel to me—punished me—humiliated me—and yet he was making our first night together romantic. I wasn’t sure how to find the balance between his dominance and the man I fell for when I was too young to make him mine. I mentally prepared myself to forgive him—and to call him Master. My time with him didn’t have to be awful. He was a controlling man, but I might find a way to look past that—especially if the man I fell for could be brought to the surface when I needed him. His dominance excited me when he wasn't cruel, so I didn’t want him to hide his nature. I had to find a way to embrace both sides of him, not just for my family’s sake, but for my own as well.
Okay, Devlin. I’m ready for a night that I’ll never forget.
I pulled open the door and walked into a dark room. I didn’t like the darkness. It reminded me of the cage—it reminded me of his cruelty. A white light came on in front of me, but it was just a single light—one that revealed him standing in the center of the room wearing a suit. He was so handsome, almost like an angel in that dim white light instead of the devil. I took a step towards him. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hug him, kiss him—or both. The smile that had been put on my face by the petals got wider.
“Come to me, princess.” He extended his hand.
“Okay.” I nodded and started walking.
I’m really doing this.
Something was right. I realized it as soon as I took my next step. The lights started to raise all around us, almost like each step I took was controlling them. As the room illuminated, I realized that we weren’t alone—there were a lot of people in the room. All of them were standing in silence around the perimeter—and all of them were looking at me. I felt a lump rising up in my throat as the light got brighter and I started to recognize the faces.
Oh my god. These are my father’s business associates. There’s Mr. Hawthorne—and his son, Steven.
“Devlin, what is this?” My heart started to beat hard in my chest.
“It’s a night you’ll never forget.” He walked closer and took my hand. “This is my playroom and tonight, we’re going to play—hard.”
“No…” I shook my head back and forth as I tried to pull away. “I don’t want to do this—I know these people.”
“Yes.” He nodded and tightened his grip and pulled me so close that his ears were against my ear. “They’re going to enjoy watching you make me cum.”
“Why?” I felt tears in my eyes and my chest started to heave—I was about to start hyperventilating.
“Oh, Violet…” He lowered his voice so that I was the only one who could hear him. “Don’t you get it yet? Everything has a purpose.”
“Is the purpose of this to utterly humiliate me? Do you really need to prove yourself by putting me on my knees in front of people I know—to show them all how far I’ve fallen from grace?” I was hissing, but I didn’t raise my voice.
“These are powerful men, princess. They’re the kind of men that are lost without your father’s guidance—men that are an integral part of my plan to free him from prison.” He growled into my ear. “You remember how awful it is to be in a cage, don’t you?”
“Yes…” My voice started to shake.
“They need to see my strength, and yes, dear princess—they need to see Violet Cabot on her knees—they need motivation to use their influence to free your father.” He exhaled sharply. “Kneel—kneel and call me Master. Say it loud enough for everyone to hear you.”
“I hate you right now.” I muttered and tried to stop the tears that were trying to run down my face—tears that were going to ruin the makeup I had worked so hard to put on.
“It doesn’t matter if you hate me or love me.” He brushed away the first tear that fell. “You just have to do as you’re told.”
I thought I had fallen as far from grace as possible.
I was wrong.
I still had further to fall—and the first place I fell…
Was on my knees.
On my knees in front of the devil, with only one word on my lips.
“Master…” I spoke loud of for everyone in the room to hear me—and looked up at him with a stare that was cold as ice.
Eighteen
Devlin
Violet's eyes were burning as she locked her gaze with me. I smirked at her.
"Look at you, princess," I muttered, my hand absent-mindedly stroking her pretty face. "So quick to obey and drop to your knees. Do you still have any doubts about me? Or have you finally accepted that I own you?"