Page 42 of Unhinged Obsession

When I mentioned I was going to her house to grab her things; her head snapped to attention so quickly that I thought I heard her neck crack. Poor baby wants to go home, but she can’t. I smiled, answering her question in a nonchalant tone.

“Yes, I will grab your clothes, cell phone, and laptop. Where can I find those things?”

Her eyes lit up.

“You are going to bring me my phone and laptop?”

I lowered my brows and grinned at her.

"Yes, I will bring them here, but they are not for you, pet. They must be removed from your home once someone realizes you are missing. If there is anything incriminating on the devices, they are better off locked up here.”

Her eyes lost their spark, and she hunched her shoulders, looking down at the floor. “Of course. How stupid of me to think you would give them back. What about my cat, Tuna? He will die if you leave him there.”

I snapped my fingers at her again for the second time today. “Look at me when I speak, pet. I don’t enjoy looking at the top of your head.” She brought her eyes level with mine. Like I said, those emeralds made me melt. She was so fucking gorgeous, and she was finally with me!

“You have my word; your cat will be well taken care of, love. I’m not a fan of cats, and the litter box stinks. I will find a home for him.”

Her lips quivered, and the tears started flowing. She cupped her hands over her face as she sobbed. She cried so hard her body shook. I wasn't angry with her for bawling her eyes out. The animal meant a lot to her. I hugged her close to my chest, letting her tears fall on me until the well was dry.

“Shhh. Don’t cry, Kitten. It’s best this way. Now be a good girl and take your mind off Tuna.”

Her red-rimmed eyes stared into mine. She looked defeated, exhausted, and just spent. I understoodwhy she was so upset, but I still felt indifferent. I soothed her the best I could, making it less painful.

I planned to take Tuna to work with me and have one of my employees adopt him. I know I have a cruel side, but I would not rip her heart from her chest. Knowing he was placed in a suitable home, she could emotionally let him go once she knew he was safe.

She didn’t need her cat to keep her calm; that would be my job now. I picked her up in my arms and took her to the bedroom I had designed just for her. The door could only be opened by putting my hand on the keypad installed at the entrance in and out of the room.

I didn’t need my little flight risk fleeing again. I was also going to program my brother Joey's palm so he could gain access. After all, he would spend time with her when I needed to leave the house.

Even though he was not interested in women, if part of her punishment were to lie restrained to the bed all day, I would be home for that. I don’t need anyone to interfere with my discipline methods.

Both of my brothers have more of a conscience than I do. Not that it mattered, but I didn’t feel like discussing my undying need to have her with either of them, so the harsher punishments would be done when I was the only one here. I sat my pet on the mattress, stroking her head again. I pulled up one of the chairs and sat in front of her at the edge of the bed. I placed my elbows on my knees and leaned forward.

“The Dr. will be here as soon as I return."

She furrowed her brow and folded her arms across her chest, shaking her head.

“No, I don’t want it. My cat has been taken from me. You have left welts on my ass. You have humiliated me, and now you want to take away any privacy I may have? I protest. It is against my God-given right!!”

I looked at her, grinning. Did this little spitfire think her outburst would make a difference?

She looked like a little temptress, with her hair hanging wildly around her shoulders and down the middle of her back, as she sat there huffing and puffing.

I laughed. “I am quite aware of your rights, precious, but now that you belong to me, you have no rights. Every decision concerning you, I will make. Your life is in my hands, and you will not argue with me. That body belongs to me now. I will put the tracker in and hear nothing more about it.”

Her eyes sparked with anger, and she pressed her lips together in a perfect frown.

“Fine! But you know what, mister? FUCK YOU!!!!!!! I hate your goddamn guts!”

It was my turn to fold my arms across my chest. I looked at her sternly, wagging my finger back and forth in front of her face. “Ah ah, Kitten. Didn’t I warn you about that mouth?”

I watched as she swallowed, and a look of horror came over her face. She knew she was in trouble.

If she obeyed me without all this attitude, we would get along beautifully, but nope. She still insisted on lashing out at me, so now she was going to be punishedagain.She will learn.

Kitlyn

Fuck! I can’t believe I just lost my shit again!