“I don’t do dates, Chloe. Or small talk.”
“Course you do. Everyone does dates. How else do you meet people to steal their purses?”
“I told you. I don’t do dates.”
“So what do you do, Mr. Mysterious?”
“I do dominating and fucking and I do putting stuff up asses until my subs scream with bliss. I tie my women down and I spank them and I make them scream until they’re hoarse and then I make them come over and over again until they can’t take it anymore. That’s when I fuck them in the pussy and the ass and the mouth until I’m done with them. That’s what I do instead of dates.”
I’m fascinated and appalled at the same time. Why the hell did I say that out loud? What am I hoping to get other than a slap across the face?
Her face turns pale, her eyes getting wide.
I’m hugely gratified by her reaction. I can see her inner conflict at work. She wants to be appalled but she’s imagining herself doing all those things with me.
“Does that answer your question?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
Shit, I need to stop escalating things between us. The tension is so thick, that you could slice through it with a meat cleaver.
She licks her lips. It’s only a tiny amount but with the hard swallow that accompanies it, I know something I didn’t know before. She would submit to me if I made her do it. Pity I’m not staying long enough.
She blinks, shaking her head like a fly’s buzzing around it. “I… I meant what do you do for a living? That kind of thing.”
“You don’t need to know.”
“That stuff,” she says quietly like this is going to be a secret between us. “Do you like all that stuff?”
I get an odd sense of panic building in my gut at the curiosity she’s showing. I was expecting a slap and I’ve got this question instead? I need to shut her down before this goes any further.
“It’s not about liking. You don’t like or not like to drink water. You have no choice but to do it to stay alive. I have no choice but to dominate and I can tell that you need dominating. But trust me when I say I’m not the man to do it. Being with a man like me would break you in a hundred different ways.”
“You don’t know anything about me.”
“I know more than you think.” I shut my mouth. I almost gave away too much because I’m so busy thinking of commanding her to get on her knees.
I’ve just sparked something inside of her but I can’t go there. It would be the worst possible thing to do. Time to shut this down for good, before it’s too late.
“Take the sheriff’s advice, “I tell her, making sure my expression is cold. “I’ve no doubt he told you to stay away from me. He’s right. I’m bad news. Come near me and you’ll end up broken. Take care of yourself, Chloe. Make sure you’ve got strong locks on your doors from now on. You never know who’s out there.”
I walk out of the diner without looking back.
That was dumb. That was very dumb. But I couldn’t resist saying all that stuff. I had to see how she’d react. Now I know what I wasn’t sure of before. She would make the perfect submissive.
Which is why I better leave town quickly.
Because if I can’t control myself, I’ll stay. That means I’ll end up dominating her, which will result in death for both of us.
7
CHLOE
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Istay in the diner for a while, trying to decompress from the intensity of everything that he just said to me. Once I’ve drained my glass of wine, I start on Andrew’s. He’s not coming back.
The entire time I’m sitting here, I can feel waves of attention on me. It’s like the entire place knows what Enzo said to me, how it made me feel.
I play on my phone to distract myself but I can still feel their cold disapproving eyes looking my way.