Page 5 of Devious

Her perfectly arched eyebrows rise. “I thought by marrying you, I’m paying off his debt.”

“That’s him paying the first half; the second half is me having your blood stain my dick.”

Her cheeks turn pink as she nibbles on her bottom lip.

Leanne waltzes in, setting my mug on the table. “You need anything else, sir?”

“No.” My tone is sharp.

She leaves the dining area.

Roselyn swallows hard, takes the shiny fork, and picks at her eggs. “I’m not ready to lose my virginity to you.”

I keep a blank expression. “You don’t have a choice.”

“I’m not sleeping with you.” Her voice is stern.

I chuckle, and then I lean over the table to grab her chin, forcing her to look at me. “If I tell you to jump, you say how high. If I tell you to strip out of your clothes and bend over and touch your toes, you will do it. If I tell you to dress in a turkey suit and say ‘gobble, gobble,’ you will obey. I own every inch of your body, mind, and soul.”

Her gaze shoots daggers at me, but she doesn’t respond.

I’m going to test her, to see what she will and will not do. To see if she’s as disobedient as Lex claims. To see if she’s going to run away. He informed me she has a past habit of running away. She escaped from her ex-fiancé, Umberto, who she was engaged to for six months, and she was found in Atlanta, Georgia. He didn’t want her anymore.

“You are allowed to go as you please. But be home by dinner.” I pause. “Your new bodyguard, Max, will escort you everywhere. Do not talk to him unless you want to leave this building. Our engagement party will be next Saturday.

“Marla will be here to take your measurements so she can pick out your wedding dress for you. Roselyn, do you understand my rules?”

“Yes,Daddy,” she says with sarcasm. “Do you boss everyone around or just me?”

“Everyone does what I say when I say it.”

She rolls her eyes and mumbles under her breath, “Not me.”

I let out a soft chuckle.

I’m late to my meeting and a torture session, thanks to my fiancée. I stand up from the table.

“I’ll be a good little dog and do what you say, Master Daddy Devious.”

“Good girl.”

“I was being sarcastic.”

“Unfortunately for you, it gets my dick hard. The more you mouth off to me, the more I’m tempted to tie you up, fuck you, and watch you come on my dick.”

She gulps loudly, and her cheeks turn a bright pink.

Oh, my little nymph shouldn’t have made it obvious that she values her virginity, because I will use it against her when I feel like it.

She has so much to learn about how to play with people she doesn’t like.

“I’m going to be late for dinner, so don’t wait up for me.”

I leave the condo, and my driver and bodyguard, King, opens the door to my black SUV, and I slide in the back seat, next to my other bodyguard, Rocco. Another bodyguard, Damien, is already seated in the front seat.

King gets into the driver’s seat and pulls out of the underground garage. I have a meeting with my underbosses on the distribution of weapons and the war with the Irish mob.

The drive is three hours to the Hamptons, but it seems like forever. We pull up to the Italian-style manor I own, and I unlock the black iron gate using an app on my phone.