Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“Fuck your family.” I slammed my mouth down on hers, forcing my tongue past her lips, I showed her everything I was too angry to say. The kiss was bittersweet.
She broke free. “No. You see me as some privileged little rich girl, but that privilege comes with a price. And that price is my obedience. My freedom. I have rules that I have to obey. Just like you do.”
I ran my hand through my hair as I paced away before turning on her again. “That’s a fucking excuse, like a lie a little princess tells herself to make herself feel better. The truth is, if you didn’t want to marry him, you wouldn’t.”
Her fingers curled into claws as she raised them to the sides of her head as if she were about to pull out her hair in a rage. “How do you not understand this? There are decisions in my life that are not mine to make. I am given orders and rules and there is no choice for me but to follow them. You were a Marine. You should know what that’s like.”
I threw my arm wide. “It’s not the same. I was answering the call of a higher purpose. A fucking sacred duty to protect my country. You’re throwing your life away to chase some impossible childish dream of pleasing your daddy.”
If she had spent any time at all thinking about people other than herself and pleasing her father, she would know I knew the difference.
Her cheeks flamed with indignation as her hands curled into fists. “How dare you say such a thing to me.”
“What’s the matter, princess? Don’t like hearing you’re only doing this to finally make your father proud, while he turns around and sells you to the highest fucking bidder?”
She launched herself at me, pounding on my chest with her small fists. “Fuck you! I don’t owe you an explanation!”
Letting her take her frustrations out on me, I raged back, “The hell you don’t. I’ve had my tongue in your pussy.”
Tossing her tangled curls out of her face, her chest rose and fell with her heavy, agitated breath. “That doesn’t mean you suddenly own me! You’re just a…”
My eyebrow rose as I sensed blood in the water. “I’m just the what, Charlotte? A lowly bodyguard? The fucking help? Beneath you?”
Her eyes widened as she sensed the rising tension in the room. “I didn’t say that.”
I pushed her backwards as I moved forward. “So what was all this? Were you just slumming it before you settled down as the dutiful bride? Was I just some wild fling, a taste of danger before you forced yourself to accept some pasty limp dick inbred aristocrat between your thighs?”
The longer I talked, the more my irrational rage took over.
Just the idea of my sweet girl opening her legs for another man nearly sent me over the edge. I wanted to tear my shirt and beat my naked chest with my fists as I yelled to the skies, she’s mine, and only mine, back the fuck off!
She pressed her palms over her ears as she stumbled backward. “Stop! Stop saying such things.”
My hands wrapped around her wrists as I wrenched her arms down. “The truth hurts.”
Her body weight tilted back, trying to break my grasp. “You pursued me! You were the one always dragging me into dark corners!”
“I was just playing the part, princess. Isn’t that what you wanted? The Neanderthal bodyguard manhandling you into submission.”
She gasped.
I pressed my advantage. “Forcing past your feeble resistance to get you to admit you like being treated like my whore.”
Her head shook violently. “No. That’s not true.”
“You’re lying. I bet your sweet pussy is wet right now just thinking about what I’m capable of doing.”
“Get out! Leave now!”
“Not a chance. Not until I earn my salary. After all, you might as well get your money’s worth.”
“I hate you.”
I reached for the buckle on my belt. “That’s the tragic part, princess. You don’t hate me. You hate yourself.”
Her eyes filled with tears. “What do you want from me?”
“Get on your knees.”
“What?” she asked, her eyes wide.
“You want to follow orders, then get on your goddamn knees.” I put my hand around the back of her neck and pressed her down. “And suck my cock.”
“You can’t be serious,” she said, gasping as she stumbled to the floor. “You’re really going to make me do this?”
I gave her a cruel smile. “Don’t act like you don’t want this, princess. But it’s your choice. However, if you don’t, I’ll tell your father what his daughter does in the dark after her recitals. Do you think your new husband would like to know how wet your pussy gets when you’re spanked?”
“Blackmail? Really?” she said, looking up at me with disbelief in her eyes. “Isn’t that beneath you?”
And if her lips hadn’t looked so soft and inviting, I might have relented, knowing I was only trying to hurt her as she had hurt me. “The only thing I want beneath me is you, but for now, having you on your knees with my cock down your throat will do.”