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with her weakness. It was a turn on to see someone challenge themselves. | had thought about answering the

question she had askedthat night, if | wanted this or not but I had surprised myself by dragging her to me

and tasted her tempting lips. It had been a kiss that still filled my thoughts late every night ever since it

happened because there had been a rightness to it that | hadn't experienced with anyone else.

Did | want this? Yes | did and | like that | wanted this no confusing even though | was a confusing

person.

"...," she stammered, looking so d***n cute that | wanted to shut her up already.

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| don't do cute, | never wanted cute and yet | wanted her.

know that you work here." She finally responded and | believed her.

This girl couldn't lie for s**t, she wore all her emotions in her facial expressions. She was just as stumped as me.

"Own, | f**ng own this place." | corrected her, masking her eyes widened even further.

My d***¥k hardened in my pants at the shock and innocent look of hers. | took in her body and my eyes narrowed

at her outfit and that too was something | had no hand in choosing. | haven't cared less what the workers wore

but now | couldn't have cared more. She looked like a f***g whore. with those outfit if you could have called

those tiny scrap clothes. But that wasn't the problem though, what was the problem was that her body is ours.

Her body belongs to Riccardo, Marshall and myself and | won't let other people see what | owned because in my

mind we already owed her even though she might not have agreed to it yet. 3 inside

She wouldn't just be our submissive for a short time, no she would be ours, body and fucking soul because while

I had indecisive feeling about her, | knew | didn't want to see her in the hands of

someone else that weren't us. The thoughts of how | should handle the outfits of hers raced

my mind. | should probably make it less obvious to the others who worked here that Angelia

belong to me, their boss or should | say her boss as well. But | didn't give a f** about that when | dragged her

away from the bar, people were probably already talking.

"Did you bring other clothes with you?" | asked, if she said no, I would personally drive her to her

apartment to get changed.

She blinked a couple of times like she couldn't follow my train of thought.

ny

"...yes, | brought pants with me."

"Good, go and change and then get back to work." | ordered her as | went to unlock the door to

my offer.

| didn't trust myself to be alone with her, not now when the anger was right beneath the surface. | needed to get

control of myself and fast, we only had a couple of hours before we closed and then | would have her completely

to myself. She hadn't moved when | turned back around, the fire in her eyes extinguished the look of shock from

them, "I can decide for myself if | should change or not." She quipped and the smile | had was anything but

pleasant.

"If you disobey me, yo

won't like the outcome." And with that, | opened the door for her, she

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hesitated a little but in the end walked out without saying another word.

I couldn't

Technically, she is already on my time. In the contract we had signed under, we had agreed that she would get to

choose what she does and who she was with when she wasn't with any of us. But seeing as it was almost four in

the morning, she is officially mine. That girl got sfire in her but | had a **n inferno in me. She had never won

if we put our wills up against each other. After all, there was a reason she was a submissive, she craved the lack

of control while | always had it.. It remindedto see if she would follow my orders or not and if she did didn't.

she wouldn't be able to sit for a whole d'n week without feeling the ache from my hand. concentrate as | tried to

get back to work, all I could think of was the girl with long hair that | wanted to grip and pull and a body made for

f**ng. | knew this day would come, where | would have her to myself but | didn't feel ready, not by a long shot.

There was something about her that madeedgy. She looked at She looked atlike she wanted to get

inside my head and know my every thought. If only she knew that she was already in it and had been there since

the night she first visited Riccardo's bdsm club. That was the part | really didn't f*g like.

| cou

The moment she textedabout her location, my nightclub address. | had stared at my phone. for a whole

d***n twenty minutes, trying to make sense out of it. Could she really have been this close tofor however

long withoutknowing? Instead of doing any real work, | pulled up the employee records and searched

through them until | found Angelia Hartwell. Clicking on it, | read everything we had on her, full name, social

security number, address, date of birth and so on. Scrolling down, | found her resand | was impressed at all

she had done in only twenty-three years. She had started working early, first as a newspaper carrier, then

grocery bagger, barista and hostess. The list was way longer than mine had been when | was her age, though |

wasn't allowed. to work until....well | didn't want to go down that road again. Shaking off the old memories that

were trying to resurface, | scrolled further down. Weldon had boasted her abilities when it cto job

performance and development, she was always respectful to our customers, never had gotten a complaint,

showed up on tand worked hard. She seemed to be the star employee based on Weldon's opinion and | got

the sudden urge to smile at that but I didn't. When I close the documents, | finally notice the time. There were

only twenty minutes left before her shift was over and | wanted to see if she had put on the pants or

not.

A part ofwanted her to disobeyjust so | could punish her for it later. Although in my mind, that wasn't

what | would punish her for, no that punishment would be for her makingso ***n obsessed with her that |

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