CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Dmitri was sitting on the edge of the bed when I woke. He was n***d from the waist up. His chest was covered with a large tattoo of blind skeletal justice holding the scales. “Like what you see?” he mused as I recoiled, rolling as far as I could across the full bed to lay on my stomach. The top sheet was gone, and I was still unclothed. Still here with him. Surely someone had to be looking for me by now.
When was now? My head throbbed as I tried to think.
“Come back over here,” Dmitri demanded. “When I come in here, I expect you to be down on your knees at my feet or do you have a taste for chastisement?”
I licked my dry lips. I could have pointed out that I’d only just woken up, but he wouldn’t care. “You’ll hurt me anyway.”
He laughed. “Yeah, I will and every time I
