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“Stop it! There’s not going to be any more of that!” she shouts, still glancing around, confused.

I can’t help but chuckle again. “Oh, really? You want to bet on that?”

It takes a moment, but then realization dawns on her. “Wait a second…it’s a camera, isn’t it? You’ve had a camera in my room this whole time? Jesus, Remo—”

“What did I say about using my name?” I’m not really concerned about her calling me by my name, but I’m doing it to see how far I can push her.

“Where’s the camera?!” she demands, choosing to ignore my question but not repeating my name twice. She’s usually stubborn, but I can tell she’s reaching her limit. “Is it in the flowerpot? Seriously, how could someone hide a camera in a room this small?”

“Well, why don’t you try and find out?” I challenge her.

“Oh, you bet I will.” She stands, tiptoes to the flowerpot, and scatters the plants around for a few seconds before changing her mind. I thought it’d take her a while to find the camera, but after the flowerpot, her next choice was the clock on the mantelpiece. Her laughter when she spots the camera is loud and almost affectionate, like this is some inside joke between us, even though I know she’s angry. “So I’ve been watched every day since I’ve been here? That’s some pervert move, Boss.”

I admit I would usually have gotten upset at her calling me a pervert, but suddenly, I don’t care about things like that. Sure, my men and I got the job done, but I suspect there will be deadly aftershocks, meaning we’ll need to be extra prepared when we get back. For now, I just want a taste of normalcy and fucking release.

Damn it, I need to come.

“Take off your nightdress and touch yourself,” I demand with a growl.

“You really think I’d just do what you say?” she shoots back, raising an eyebrow.

“I can make you do anything, Daniela. I’ve got guards all around the house who’d be thrilled to help you if you don’t cooperate. I’m sure you don’t want that, do you?”

She pauses, considering my words. Then, she snarls, “Fine! I’ll do it!”

I pinch my brows together as I take her in. Daniela’s close to the camera now after shifting her seat to face me. While I appreciate the gesture, I realize it’s also her act of rebellion.

She’s saying, If you want a piece of this, you’ll get what I give, and I’ll be in total control all the way.

Too bad there can only be one person in charge, and it’s me. I have a feeling she’s about to find that out tonight.

Daniela lifts her nightdress over her head and tosses it to the floor. “You’re away, so you can’t punish me for not doing what you want,” she whispers, a smile playing on her lips that sucks the air from my lungs. “Unless you want to call your guards to do the job? I don’t think you like giving up your power, Remo.”

She says my name like it’s a promise. It’s enticing on the tip of her tongue, and I realize how much I like it when she says it like that.

“Remove your panties too…”

Daniela complies, sliding them down and holding them out in front of the camera. “Is this what you want?”

“Daniela…”

She stares at the camera for a moment before putting her phone down and turning on the speaker. “Okay, what do you want me to do?”

That’s more like it. “Be a good girl and get yourself wet for me. Run your fingers along your folds…tell me how it feels.”

She opens her legs wider, leaning back in the chair as she skims her fingers along her slick folds, circling and teasing. A sharp moan escapes her lips, and she twists her head away from the camera, embarrassed by how much she likes it.

“I want you to describe everything to me. Talk to me like I’m right there with you—like it’s my hands on you.”

Daniela looks back at the camera, her breath quickening. “I’m so wet right now…just for you.”

She’s a smoke show. “I’m fucking horny, princess. You have the hottest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

Daniela moans into the call, rolling her head back and clearly enjoying this erotic connection between us. “Can I slide my fingers inside now?”

“No.” As much as I want to see her lose control, I want to see her ache for it too. My body feels like it’s on fire, but I hold back, just watching her through the screen. I pull out my cock and stroke the head. Fuck. This feels so damn good. ”I want to taste you so badly right now. I’m so hard for you.”

“Yeah?” Her breath comes in shaky gasps. “Remo, I need…I need this…please.”