Temptation - Leigh Lennon Page 0,22
Barney Rubble on my ass shouldn’t matter to him because he’s never going to get the chance to stare at Barney Rubble on my ass. I don’t say it out loud, just only in my mind when he continues with the inventory of stuff he considers shit.
“For a woman down on her luck, you own every color in the rainbow of Converse.” I sit straight up and want to punch the man. If he messes with my Converse, there will be war.
“And before you say anything, my kitten, I left two pairs in your closet. I was feeling generous, and because blue is clearly your favorite…” He pauses for dramatic emphasis. How in the hell did he know they were my favorite? Part of me is touched he’s been taking notes, this is until he opens his mouth again. “And because of this, I kept the blue pair and the black pair for you. No need to thank me.” His smirk has me seething, the arrogant son of a bitch. And the fucking asshole will see generous in a second when I generously punch his lights out.
I take a deep, calming breath, square my shoulders to his, and ask, “Was there anything else you deemed to be trash, Sir?”
His deep chuckle comes from his chest, and he throws back his head. “Eve, I’m going to enjoy the next month together with you.”
I turn my head from his. That will make one of us, at least, I retort in my mind.
We turn onto a long, narrow dirt driveway with the huge mansion-like farmhouse at the end. My eyes widen, and my lips open, and I’m instantly in love. The country is one of my favorite places, and to the left is a large barn with a huge horse painted on the side.
“Did you bring me to a horse farm?” I ask. My eyes have to be lighting up like a Christmas tree.
“This makes you happy?” His smile is genuine, or at least I think it is as it lights up his entire face, too.
“Yeah, I love horses. I’d dream my dad would get his shit together one day and take me riding. This never happened, but my first roommate worked at a horse farm, and we could go riding anytime we wanted. I must have begged her every weekend to take me. It was so freeing to be on the back of such a powerful animal.”
“Well, Kitten, if you want to be on the back of a powerful animal, all you have to do is ask.” His normal douche-like exterior returns to his face, but for a brief second, we share a moment.
Our ride had been gorgeous as we trotted to a small pond and around the hundred acres of land. The best part of the afternoon was being alone in my thoughts and not forced into chitchat with Chadwick. However, after a couple of hours, I sort of missed him, though he had never been farther than twenty feet away from me.
On the huge front porch, a maid appears with lunch and lemonade.
“I forgot to ask, is this your house?” It’s apparent Chadwick has lots of money, and it wouldn’t surprise me if he had many properties.
“No, it’s my grandmother’s. I spent every summer out here, and sometimes my best friends would come with me. My grandmother is the only other person, besides the boys I grew up with, who I give two shits about in this world.” This is his way of saying he loves his grandmother.
“She’s visiting her piece of shit children who literally are only waiting on her to die so they can inherit her money. But the woman, the funniest and strongest person I know, is healthier than an ox at eighty-eight. I swear she will outlive us all, and because I love her more than anyone else on this planet, I hope she will.”
Chadwick is human after all. And with the passion which he speaks of his grandmother, I have been introduced to a whole new side of the man.
In one week, my new waitressing job has kept me busy. I work in the restaurant every evening until midnight. Afterward, I escort the hot asshole down to his dungeon. I’d never seen such depravity before in my life, but with it being consensual, it makes me want more. I find I count the minutes until Chadwick escorts me to my changing room, and I transform to the submissive he wants in me.
After a week, my