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eyes. “Please, there must have been a mistake. Please let me go.”
    Ivan laughed and unbuckled her seatbelt. Fearing what he was going to do, she tried to scramble as far away from him as possible in small confines of the cabin. He easily hauled her back onto his lap, the hard press of his muscles securing her to him far better than any seatbelt. To her dismay, her body warmed as he held her, and she couldn’t help but notice on a primitive level how good he smelled. Her fingertips were icy and she shoved them against his stomach, not caring if she froze the crap out of him.
    “It is no mistake. Andre, the pitiful man back in the limo, will pay very well for your return.”
    She tried to swallow back tears, but the enormity of the situation was beginning to sink in. 
    Making a soothing sound, he gripped her chin and forced her to look at him. His blue-green eyes seemed to glow as he examined her and she noticed he had faint scars all over his face to match the ones on his knuckles. Without a doubt, this was a dangerous man, and she was entirely at his mercy.
    “Now, you will listen to me.” His tone deepened, turned into a command that she was helpless against. The strength of his will pushed against her like a visible touch and she yielded to him. “You will cooperate and be a good girl, or I will make you hurt.”
    The breath left her body in a silent gasp, and now, the tears did fall. “Please, please let me go.”
    “That is not an option.” He looked over to the silent man with the black ski mask watching them. “She’s cold. Get her coat out.”
    Gia closed her eyes and prayed with all her might this was some kind of weird dream. Things like this didn’t really happen, especially not to someone like her. She was boring, a good girl, a careful woman who had everything written down in her daily planner. Ivan moved her around on his lap, and his arms momentarily loosened before softness enveloped her.
    She curled further into herself, keeping her eyes tightly shut. It was stupid and childish, but her panicky mind insisted she’d be safer if she couldn’t see him. Her other senses were certainly enhanced, and she was all too aware of the growing bulge of his erection beneath her bottom.
    Oh no.
    “Gia, open your eyes.”
    She slowly shook her head, afraid if she moved her body too much, he’d become more aroused. 
    “Keeping your eyes closed will not make me go away, dorogaya . I am your Master now. You will keep yourself open and available to me at all times, or I will make you remember your place.” 
    She whimpered, anticipating pain, but when he stroked her cheek with a surprisingly gentle touch she didn’t know what to make of it. Slowly, and with great care, he traced her features, pausing to run his thumb over her trembling lower lip and wiping the few tears that had fallen down her cheeks. He made a soft, shushing sound when she tried to jerk away from his touch.
    “You are a trained submissive, yes?”
    Swallowing hard, she nodded, afraid of what he was going to say next.
    “Then you will submit to me. Open your mouth and suck on my thumb.”
    It took her a moment to muster up the courage, but she did as he asked. If she kept him happy, he’d keep her alive. The taste of his skin against her tongue wasn’t bad. In fact, he tasted rather good. When she didn’t begin to suck right away he began to pet the inside of her mouth with his thumb, exploring her in a way that reminded her of a vet checking a dogs teeth. Not exactly sexy, but proprietary.
    When she began to suck as he’d demanded the hot length of his cock against her stiffened further and her pussy clenched. More tears fell now, tears of humiliation and anger at her body’s betrayal. She shouldn’t be enjoying this, shouldn’t be getting wet from bringing this man any pleasure. He’d taken her from her rightful Master and was probably some kind of psychopath. After he removed his wet thumb from her mouth, his hold on her eased