Page 36 of Unhinged Obsession

She is a brave little sass bag, that’s for sure.

“Smacking your ass raw wasn’t enough to make you behave, I see. Maybe I need to take more drastic measures?”

She immediately looked remorseful for her shitty attitude.

“I-I am sorry. I didn’t mean to sound so snippy. I am stubborn and have a mouth on me. It is something I have a hard time with.” I reach my hand out and stroke her head.

“Don’t worry, I will let this one go. I know that the situation you are in is, shall we say, quite different and unexpected. I will give you a little time to adjust,butmy rules are my rules, and if you break them by throwing tantrums and lashing out at me, you will be required to deal with the consequences." She gave me the stink eye and stuck her tongue out.

I chuckled to myself. The girl has more balls than most men I know. I smiled because she had no idea what she was in for if she pushed me too far.

"Next time you stick that tongue out at me, I'll slap my dick across it and make you suck it, got it?"

She lowered her eyes and nodded without uttering another word. I didn't have time to deal with herbullshit now. I had things to do, so I let her minor act of rebellion slide.

“I need to run some errands this morning, and you will be in your room until I return. I have to take care of your bottom and change the bandages on your feet before I leave."

She gave me a shitty look, but I ignored it.

Her manners will be impeccable when I am done with her. I continued my spiel.

"The doctor will stop by to take care of the implant. I will have him look at your feet as well. He will give me some ointment and a script of antibiotics to keep them from becoming infected. I will take good care of you now that you are mine.”

She looked confused.

“You requested a doctor to come out and tend to me? Your prisoner? Let me guess: he works just for you, right? And what implant are you talking about?”

I smile triumphantly at my intelligent little prisoner.

“Wow, beauty andbrains. You are correct; he works only for me. He has been on my payroll for years. If you get any ideas about telling him I kidnapped you, I can promise he won’t give a shit. He knows what I do for a living and has seen some of my work. The good doctor would never get involved in my affairs because he doesn't want to die."

She cleared her throat, shifting her hips slightly.

She was still lying on her side.

I smiled at her.

"He does as he is told while looking the other way. He is going to tend to those feet, and hewill insert a tracker into your arm and set you up with birth control.”

Birth control and a goddamn tracker.

Fuck you, asshole!

She gulped, and her eyes grew dark with anger, but she didn’t throw a fit. “You are putting a tracker in my arm like I am an animal? Why the hell do you need to do that?”

I gently lift a dark strand of hair from her shoulder and twirl it through my fingers, enjoying the soft texture.

“You knew about that when I discussed it at your house last night. Did the conversation escape your memory?”

Her eyes watered, but she held back the tears that threatened to fall. “No, I didn’t forget. I don’t think there’s a need for it. Please, mister…you don’t have to do that. It looks like you have a pretty solid plan. Where the hell am I going? I can’t get out of this house, and once you take me to your island, how the hell would I ever get away from you out there? I am pretty fucked as far as I see it.”

My lips quirked up as I continued twirling her hair between my fingers.

“I will sleep better at night knowing it's in place. A lot of time and money will be invested in you. I need to keep track of my property. You won’t feel a thing, I promise. My decision is final—now get on your knees so I can see your ass. It is going to need more cream.”

She closed her lids tightly as she removed the blanket, and the tears flowed as she kneeled with her bottom facing me. She looked back with fury in her eyes.

“This is so goddamn humiliating. Having me on my knees, naked in front of you, and now you want to track me like a dog. Why are you doing this to me?”