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November 12, 2025
She didn’t need a man that heeled to her, like they all surely did and would for the rest of her life. She would grow to resent that. She wanted a man to bring her to heel.
I smirked. This girl. This precious, cunning, honey-sweet girl. I had the sickest urge to see her taste real fear—to face me—and see if she could still find it within herself to brat off. Something told me she would. And something else told me I’d delight in bending her over my knee for it.
no matter how much I fantasized about my Scarlett on her knees calling me God.
“Let’s flame the motherfuckers.”
“Do you always treat your staff with this level of hands-on attention?” His eyes flashed, his lips twisting as he glanced again at mine. “No.” He paused, and my stomach again flipped when he craned his head closer. “I didn’t think I was being hands-on at all yet.”
He chuckled. “Go ahead. Say whatever bratty thing you need to say. You’re still going to obey me.”

