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He didn’t make me wait long.

“Come now, kitten. I have plans for you,” he murmured, and I couldn’t help the hard shudder of desire that burst down my spine.

I couldn’t wait to find out what he had in store for me next.

Epilogue

Chloe

The weeks that followed were eventful. We didn’t hear anything from the mob families after that night. Without their kingpins, they’d been thrown into chaos and there was no one left strong enough to take charge. Their power continued to decline and men like Silas grew even more powerful because of it. His team continued to keep an eye on the situation, but they assured me that I would never be bothered by the big five ever again.

My career continued to grow, both from my own talent and the occasional call from Silas to the right people at the right times. My songs were played constantly on the radio and with every passing day, I climbed higher on the top forty list. Within a month, I’d snagged the top spot on the Billboard Top 100. Soon, it wasn’t long before I was finalizing the contracts to a massive world tour that included stops all around the United States, Europe, and even Japan.

In celebration, Silas spoiled me with gifts. Sometimes it was a pair of Jimmy Choos, or fancy expensive lingerie, or even a great number of elegant and simple dresses for every occasion. I wanted for nothing and he made sure of it.

The morning of my birthday, he even surprised me with a kitten of my own. She was an eight-week-old Himalayan with the prettiest blue eyes I’d ever seen in my life. He told me that she was thoroughbred, but I didn’t care. I loved the little thing from the instant I saw her and when he asked me what I wanted to name her, I decided to call her Star.

“That’s a beautiful name, kitten,” he murmured. His fingers were possessive, lingering along the leather of my collar around my throat.

“Thank you, sir,” I murmured, closing my eyes as the electric tingles of his touch buzzed across my skin at his light touch.

He gathered me in his arms and pulled me close. I was fully naked, except for my collar, my ears, and my tail. He’d wanted me to wake up as his kitten with him on my birthday and after a firm spanking over his knee, I’d agreed.

“Come here, my little kitten,” he said softly, and I curled into him, allowing his warmth to surround me like a firm embrace. His hands lingered over my bottom and he growled softly before putting me back over his lap once more. I opened my mouth to protest, but his hand peppered my backside several times and I decided it would be in my best interest not to say anything at all.

He thoroughly spanked my bare bottom and my thighs, hard enough to sting but not enough to make me truly fight him. When he was done, he gently petted my skin. Occasionally, he would drag his nails up and down my sensitized flesh, making me moan as my arousal began to pool between my thighs.

“There now, that’s the color a little kitten’s bottom needs to be,” he mused, and I shivered with desire.

“Sir,” I exclaimed, unable to keep myself from blushing.

“You’re missing something though, kitten,” he continued, and I stilled in confusion. What else could he have in mind? Would it hurt?

Instead, he grasped my left hand and slipped something onto my finger. Once I had a moment to gather myself, I realized that it was a ring.

A diamond engagement ring.

A really fucking beautiful diamond ring.

“My little kitten needs not only a collar, but a ring, don’t you?” he asked, and I was quite thoroughly distracted when his hand moved my tail aside and dipped between my thighs.

“Yes, sir,” I whispered.

I knew he wasn’t the kind of man to ask and I liked that. He took what he wanted and that was me.

“I want you to be mine in every way, my little kitten,” he continued, and his fingers pressed into my wetness with fervor.

“Yes, sir,” I pleaded, lifting my hips to give him even greater access to all of me.

“Come for me now. Come for me as my pet, as my pretty little kitten, as my future wife, but most important of all, as the love of my life,” he demanded.

My orgasm ripped through me, connecting the two of us together forever as one.

The End


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