Lily’s POV
I barely had time to breathe before his hands were on me.
The belt hit the bed with a soft thud, but it might as well have been a whip. He crawled onto the bed, the mattress dipping beneath his weight, eyes locked on mine like a predator about to devour.
And I was already his prey.
"Hands above your head," he ordered.
I hesitated, only for a second and that second cost me. He grabbed my wrists, yanked them above my head, and before I could fight, he looped the belt around them and tied it to the iron headboard. My back arched instinctively, my towel now fully gone, and the chill in the air kissed my bare skin.
"You don’t get to disobey me anymore."
His voice was low, dangerous, thick with restraint and drunkenness. "Tonight, you’ll learn the difference between being my fi
