CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
~ Stephano
I stepped out into the night, leading the way without looking back. But I didn’t need to—I could hear her following. Hesitant, dragging her feet like she was still convincing herself she had a choice.
Adorable.
"Mr. Maddens," she called. "Where are we going?"
I didn’t answer. Not yet. Let her overthink it. Let her wonder what I had planned, what I was going to do. Hell, I was already thinking about it—how she’d look pinned beneath me, legs spread wide, body arching for me despite all the protests falling from her pretty mouth.
Her footsteps faltered, but she kept coming.
Good girl.
When we reached my car, she stopped.
"Mr. Maddens," she snapped. "I’m not taking another step until you tell me where we’re headed."
I turned to face her, taking my time a
