Lucian’s POV
"Come here and show me what you're
good for, you dirty whore.”
She moved to the center of the room and stood there, waiting for my command. “Move forward. Touch it.”
I stepped closer, towering over her, my c**k right in her face. I pressed a finger down the center of her chest and she fell back instantly.
I moved quickly through the chamber, counting my steps. My fingers brushed the edge of the bedstand and slid behind it until they found the cold metal waiting there.
The iron cuffs clinked softly in my hand.
I crossed the room from memory and opened the tall wardrobe. Chains hung inside. The coil of rope and whip was still where it always was—looped over the hook behind the door.
Behind me, she shifted. I caught her arm before she could move away and forced her back a
