She watched me with observant eyes. “Alright. What about when Luca gets here?”
“You guys can have the west side of the second floor. He can have his own room, and you can have yours. I don’t mind letting him live here, but I want him to stay out of my way. I’m not going to lie, I have no experience with kids. Know nothing about them.”
“I understand, Carter.”
“There’s another living room up there, so you guys will have plenty of space. The third floor is mine and off-limits to him. When I want you, that’s where we’ll meet.”
“Do you think it would be better if Luca and I lived somewhere else?” she asked. “Because I can work here during the day, drop him off at school, go home after work, and be with him. When he goes to sleep, I can come back…”
I wanted her underneath my nose at all times, to make sure Egor didn’t take her away without me knowing about it. And when Luca was at school, she would be available throughout the day. “No. I want you here.”
“You’re sure you want to share your space like that?”
“I said the third floor is off-limits. So I won’t have to share my space.”
She didn’t react to my cold demands. She’d vowed she would be obedient and grateful, and she kept her word.
I wondered if it would continue that way. “The room next to my bedroom has everything we’ll need for our relationship.” I leaned against the counter and watched her expression, wondering if I would see fear or hesitation.
She didn’t show either.
“Do we understand each other?” I asked quietly. “Those are my terms. I expect you to fulfill them.”
“And I will.”
“Sir.”
Her eyes flashed slightly. “Sir.”
I felt my dick harden in my jeans when I watched this sassy woman respond to me so easily. She was the same woman who jumped out of a car, who tried to kill me with a knife. She cut a tracker out of her own ankle just to get away from me. But now, she submitted to me, giving in to my cruelty without objection.
I backed her up into the wall of the living room, my size outmatching hers. When her small frame hit the wall, I gripped both of her wrists and pinned them above her head. I squeezed her hands tightly as I looked down into her face. I felt her pulse increase against my fingertips, watched her chest rise and fall harder as my proximity made her squirm. She was in a V-neck t-shirt and jeans, and I stared down her top to the delicious cleavage line between her swollen breasts. The last time I’d fucked her, I didn’t know she had a child. Now that I knew, I looked at her in a new way. Her body had given life, and that made me respect her figure even more. I couldn’t tell that a little person grew inside her, that she’d survived one of the most challenging events in life.
It turned me on.
Her eyes met mine, the brown color sexy against her soft skin. Her slightly parted lips were ready for mine. She was absolutely still as I cornered her against the wall. “Carter.”
“I didn’t tell you to talk.”
Her eyes flashed in momentary revolt, but she covered up the anger quickly, remembering her place.
I wanted to enjoy this moment, enjoy the toy I’d just secured. She was mine as long as I wanted to keep her. She wouldn’t run, not after what I did for her. She would behave because it was the sacrifice she made.
I stared at her soft lips as I squeezed her hands further, feeling her pulse spike as I touched her. Ever since she came into my possession, I’d wanted to dominate her. I wanted to hurt her the way Egor did. No other woman turned me into this kind of man, the kind of man that wanted to control a woman rather than enjoy her. She was a good woman who deserved a good man, but something about her didn’t turn me into a good man…quite the contrary. “I’m not sure what I want to do first.” I brought her wrists together above her head with a single hand so my free palm could dig into her hair. I secured my fingers in her strands and tugged down, bringing her gaze directly onto me.
“Can I suggest something…sir?”
I moaned under my breath, loving the way she called me sir, the way she asked to speak. I was harder than I’d ever been, getting off on this woman’s submission. She wasn’t the kind of woman that allowed a man to conquer her…but she gave me permission. “Yes, sweetheart.”
“I want you…the way you’ve taken me before. I want it slow and good. A man has never made me feel that way before. I just got you back, and I miss it… I missed it for the past week.”