Chapter 2
Rules of Obedience
I didn’t remember leaving the building.
Not really.
My legs barely worked, my panties were still nonexistent, and my mind floated somewhere between stunned and soaking wet.
All I could think was—
He made me come twice with his mouth before he even kissed me.
And then he f****d me on his desk like I was a need he’d been holding back for years.
I’d never felt anything like it. Never been used so thoroughly and still begged for more.
Because make no mistake—he used me.
But I’d let him.
Hell, I’d asked for it with my silence.
Now I was walking the streets of downtown like some dazed, used-up s*x doll in heels. The check in my purse was real. $20,000. First installment.
Signed: Dominic Vale.
I wasn’t sure what I’d agreed to—but my body felt claimed.
