Page 68 of Wickedly Played

To her credit, Glenna stands up in my face. I can see how hard life has been for her, judging by the lines on her face. Itmust have been hard for her to live in the shadows like she has. It must have been hard to be known as the other woman when so many people loved my mother.

“You are nothing but a fucking slut. No wonder your dad was okay with you leaving and getting a divorce. I’m glad he moved on to your sister. No wonder you’re in porn now. Fucking whore!” Glenna screams the last bit.

Swinging, I hit her right in the jaw. She falls back slightly and then sways. “Stay away from me, Glenna. Pretend you didn’t see me. If I see you again, I will bury you,” I promise.

Her hand flies through the air, but is stopped by Max. He shoves her wrist down away from me, pushing me behind him. “That is enough. Get out of her fucking house,” he seethes.

“I’ll be in touch,” she says. “One more thing, princess. I just want to remind you of your obligation to the family that has supported you.”

Shaking with anger, I swallow down the vile remarks I want to throw back at her. “Not happening,” I hiss.

“What obligation?” My sweet Stella asks.

Max’s arms band around me. “Baby, you don’t have to tell her anything,” he whispers in my ear. “You are protected by me.”

Glenna smirks. “That won’t save you from the family’s obligation.”

Stella coughs. “Hello? What obligation?”

“Can I talk to you later about it?” I don’t demand that she fall into line with me. I make sure to respect her as an equal instead of her mistress at the moment.

The doctor has the audacity to smile brightly at me. “Always a pleasure, princess. I’m sure I will be seeing you later.”

Before she leaves, she turns to look at Max with a flirty smile. “Don’t you look familiar,” she tosses out.

I wait for the door to slam shut before I spin on my bodyguard. “What the fuck was that?”

Max throws his hands in the air before rushing over to my standing body. His hands drop to my hips to grind me against his. “She’s crazy,” he tries.

“You need to tell me right now,” I order.

He looks elsewhere in the room before looking back at me. “Sweetness, there are going to be times I can’t tell you what I’m doing.”

I shiver. “What else aren’t you telling me?”

“A lot. But know I’m doing it because I’m protecting you.”

I lose it. I have lost all of my composure. “Protect me from what? My stalker? I’m going to tell you right now that Glenna and my family are hell of a lot scarier than my stalker.”

“Fuck!” Max barks out. In seconds, I’m tossed over his shoulder, and he’s running up to my playroom. “Good night, Stella!”

“What the actual fuck are you doing, Max?” I’m hitting his back with my fists.

With one quick movement, his paw of a hand comes crashing down on the fleshy part of my ass. I squeal at first and then moan as he does it three more times. On the last slap, I scream out because it stings a little too good.

“You asked if I was in this lifestyle. I’ve been holding back because I didn’t want to challenge you too much. I’m done holding back,” he bites out.

I’m tossed into my bed when I hear Stella at my door. “What is going on?”

Max’s heated glare lands on my face before flicking to Stella’s confused, yet aroused face. “You want her to join?”

My mouth opens and closes like I’m crazy. “Are you serious?”

He nods. “Yes or no. What’s it going to be?”

“Stella?”

She hasn’t been a sub for a man in a couple of years, and I want to make sure she’s okay with this. I have a feeling Maxwants to take the power and control out of my hands for tonight to teach me a lesson. What that lesson is, I’m not sure.