thought your
punishment was sufficient.”
Clara didn’t argue because as far as punishment went,
it was the best one she’d ever experienced.
Chapter Six
Nick saw the shock on Clara’s face along with the
happiness. Slapping her ass, he ordered her to go and get dressed. Glancing
down at his cum coated stomach he shook his head. He’d make a fucking awful
Dom. When he walked into the sitting room he had every intention of slapping
her ass. Seeing an opportunity to get more pleasure out of the experience had driven
him to change the punishment to suit his need.
Getting up from the furniture he checked to make sure
none of their releases had gotten onto the fabric.
Satisfied all was clear, he grabbed his clothing and
walked to his bedroom. Showering and changing into a fresh set of clothes he
went back downstairs to find Clara sitting in the robe once again.
“I’ve got to go out,” he said, thinking about the
urgent call from his office. “I’ll be back for my guests. Amuse yourself,
Clara. Look around, go for a swim. You can also stand around naked. No one will
see you.”
The light brightened in her gaze.
“You won’t get a single chance to escape,” he said.
“I’ve coded everything. The moment I leave this house, the doors will close,
and your only access outside will be looking through the windows.” He saw the
hope die within her.
He hated the sight of her defeat. Standing close to
her, he leaned down kissing her head. “I’ll be back before you know it.”
The desire to stay at home was strong. He’d cut the
conversation short and knew he had no choice but to go in.
“Amuse yourself while I’m gone.”
Before he changed his mind, he spun on his heel and
headed outside. The moment the door closed, all other doors and windows would
shut. He’d designed the security for his own peace of mind. After being
outlawed from all packs he’d been concerned for his safety. Some pack alphas
would get it into their heads to hunt down an outlaw and remove him
permanently.
No one even tried to hunt him down. They must all know
he’d kill anyone who tried.
Climbing into his car, he waited for the gate to open
then shut it before he was driving down the street heading toward the city to
deal with his current problem. Getting a call from one of his security managers
about Mark invading his offices had been a slight problem. Hearing from Mark
again was another one of his problems mounting up the list of stuff he needed
to deal with. The agreement should have been that their contact would cease the
moment he paid for Clara.
Parking his car, he nodded toward another wolf shifter
on his security team. Nick made sure to employ outlawed wolves like him. Most
of the wolves didn’t have the invasive mark that he did, but he respected them
all the same.
He took the elevator taking him straight to his
office. Dean was standing there with Mark and one of his security men, Bill.
“Get the fuck off me. This is business, nothing else,”
Mark said.
Closing the door, he watched with satisfaction as the
men flinched. All of them had been so preoccupied with arguing they hadn’t even
smelled his approach.
“If I was still an alpha of a pack, I’d punish you all
for simply not paying attention,” Nick said, gaining their attention. Bill had walked
out of his pack when they’d murdered his wife for being unfaithful to him. The
laws of the pack were strict. Once a male and female mated, it was for life. If
a female was to cheat then death was the penalty. He noticed the same rule
didn’t apply to the males. All they got was a slap on the wrist. Bill walked
away because they took his life mate from him even though he’d asked to watch
her with another man. Someone had spied on them, killed his mate, and Bill had
left. The story was sad, depressingly so, and another reason why Nick would
never be part of a pack even if one was offered.
“What’s going
on, Bill?” Nick asked, taking a seat behind his