33

Rosella

Gulping, I backed away but his hand flew and instantly grasped my left ankle, pushing me roughly, as I slid on my back towards the edge of bed.

“Sit still or otherwise I’ll tie you up to this bed post.” He rasped out. Giving him a meek nod, I lifted myself on my elbows.

“Words darling. Don’t fucking forget whose in charge here, yes?”

“Y-Yes.” I whispered out. “Not so confident now, are we?” He scoffed, a delicious vein popping out of his neck ready to sucked and devoured. Fuck. He looked tempting when he was all angry.

The room suddenly felt cold. My almost naked body bare to his orbs. “Little girls like you shouldn’t wear these types of suits, no?” He wildly growled out as his eyes took in every little detail of the slightest curves.

“My choice.” I muttered back, feeling vulnerable and somewhat embarrassed.

Was I actually throwing myself at him?

Shaking his head in disappointment, he sat next to me. “Crawl over my lap.” He stated, more like demanded. “I.. I think I’ve learned