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David just watched the girl struggle on the bed, knowing there wasn’t a chance in hell she was going to get out of them. The leather cuffs were wrapped around her wrists and ankles, with rope loose enough for her to move around and be flipped over, if he so desired, but the knots were tight that all that would let her loose would be him. As she swore at him, David chuckled, walking around the side of the bed closer to her head, reaching out a firm hand to smooth back her hair from her face in a scary, but soothing way. “Didn’t I just tell you that swearing unless it’s a moan isn’t allowed? And I told you that if your broke any rules, you’d be punished, yes?” He slid his hand down to grip her chin with a rough grip, forcing her to look at him. “I don’t want to hurt you, so why don’t you apologize to Sir?”
As she felt his hand lightly brush her skin, brushing away her hair, Jordan glared at him. If only her hands were free, Jordan thought as he held her chin. Heck, she wouldn’t be picky a free leg would do too. She wanted to kick and hit the bastard. Oh, like hell she would apologize. “What word did you have issue with? Fuck? Asshole? Should I say bastard instead? No way in hell am I apologizing to you.” Jordan knew she was probably playing with fire, but she couldn’t help herself, she’d never been one to back down from someone. The young woman was, and always had been very stubborn.













