Back in the bedroom, he gives me another clean oversized shirt and a pair of sweatpants. While I roll the waistband five times, he gets into a black button-up shirt and a charcoal suit. Curiosity has a question on the tip of my tongue, but I know better than to ask him where he’s going.
“Let’s get you something to eat really quick.” He takes my hand and leads me into the kitchen where he gets out some granola bars, a protein shake, and a bottle of water. “I don’t really have anything else here, but I’ll bring some lunch.”
“This is fine,” I tell him, not wanting to mention that this is better than what I usually eat for breakfast.
“All right, back this way,” he tells me, carrying the food and drinks. I’m a little confused when he leads me back to the bedroom and dumps everything on the bed. He goes to the nightstand and pulls out the handcuffs from yesterday.
“You don’t have to do that. I told you I’ll cooperate.”
“And I told you that I don’t trust you yet. So either you can get on the bed so I can cuff you, or I’ll lock you in the trunk of my car while I’m at my meeting.”
I basically jump onto the bed at the mere thought of being locked in a small and dark space. Alaric gives me a curious look, raising his eyebrow in question like he is trying to solve a puzzle. Thankfully, he doesn't comment because I’m not about to explain that part of myself.
“I won’t be long,” he promises as he cuffs my wrist to the iron bar on his headboard. As soon as he’s done, he turns away from me and leaves the room without another glance back. It’s almost like he can’t get away quick enough.
The question is, is he hurrying away because he has to or because he wants to?
7
Alaric
It didn’t take me long to figure out why Monroe asks for nine hundred dollars specifically. After I checked out the senior home I watched her visit the other day, a simple look at their website told me that this is the cost for someone to stay there. So she lied to me about her family. She must have someone in there she loves, someone she is willing to spend her entire paycheck for.
I can’t even imagine loving someone so much. To stay in that shitty place she lives in, work at Purgatory, and whatever else shit she’s doing. The way she begged for money the first night we met is put in a whole new light now because she didn’t beg for herself. She begs for someone she cares for.
She is selfless, innocent, and so fucking sweet. She couldn’t be any more of my opposite. Maybe that’s why I’m so drawn to her—opposites attract and all.
After a quick morning meeting with my boss, I drive back to my house in a hurry, knowing she’s tied to my bed. If she hadn’t already made me come earlier today to take the edge off, I would probably be jerking off in the car right now. Fuck, this woman is driving me insane.
I pull into my garage and kill the engine. The garage door hasn’t even come down all the way before I grab the bag of takeout from the passenger seat and head inside the house. I set the bag of food on the kitchen table and speed walk to the bedroom.
I open the door and find her on the bed just as I left her. She’s awake, glaring at me with the cutest pout on her face.
“Miss me?” I ask with a grin. She basically scoffs at me, making me smile even wider.
“The only thing I miss is not being tied up.”
“I’ll undo your cuffs soon but not just yet. First, I’m going to return the favor,” I tell her as I slip out of my shoes and climb on to the bed.
She jerks away from me, crawling up the bed as much as she can with her hands tied to the headboard. “What are you doing?”
“I told you. I’m returning the favor.” Grabbing her ankle, I pull her toward me so she’s flat on her back again. A shocked yelp falls from her lips, and I grasp her other ankle before she can even think about kicking me.
“You don’t have to do this.” She tries to wiggle out of my hold, but I still manage to tug my sweatpants off her legs.
“I know.” Grabbing her knees, I spread her open for me and move between her thighs. “But I really want to.”
She starts to say something else, probably arguing with me about not doing this, but her words are cut off when I lower my head and bury my face in her pussy.