Getting Her

❤️ Getting Her ❤️

The car ride was too quiet for her but she didn't mind.

Talia sat pressed into the leather seat, her wrists still tingling from the strength of the guards' grip. Her heart hadn’t stopped thudding and her feet brushed against the floor of the car, and she couldn’t stop trembling.

Dominic sat beside her, he was too big for the space inside the car.

He didn’t even look at her at first. Just rested his arm on the center console and stared out the dark tinted window, his jaw locked, expression unreadable.

She thought that maybe if she kept quiet, he’d calm down and ignore her.

But then,

“I don’t like being disobeyed.”

His voice was soft and she flinched at it.

“I don't have to go, I didn’t know who you were,” she whispered. “I thought...”

“You thought you could sneak out of my house like the thief you are after everything I did for you?”

She turned to him then, her voice shaking. “You gave me one night sir. I never asked for anything more. It's not like I am living there."

His eyes flicked to her and at that moment she realized he wasn’t even furious at her. There was a storm brewing behind those eyes, something dark and dangerous and cold.

“You think I gave you a night?” he said, his tone dark and amused. “No, sunshine, I claimed you which makes you mine, I own you.”

“I’m not something to be owned.”

“You are now.”

She shook her head. “You don’t get to decide that sir.”

“I already did.”

The car turned a corner sharply. She barely noticed, too focused on the man beside her who watched her like she was a problem to solve.

“I let you into my house and didn't call the police on you. I let you in my bed,” he said. “I let you fall asleep beside me, gave you my food and clothes. Do you have any idea what that means?”

She glared. “I don’t care what it means, I don't know you or even know your name. I don’t even know where I am.”

“Do you want to know who I am now?” he asked, voice low.

“No.”

He leaned in anyway, one arm draping over the back of the seat, his breath brushing her cheek.

“My name is Dominic Voss,” he said, his voice a deep growl. “And every square inch of this city runs through me. From the governor’s office to the janitor scrubbing the floor at that café you stood in front of like a beautiful lost kitten. They all know me. They all answer to me.”

She swallowed, hard.

“You think you ran away?” he continued. “You didn’t even make it three blocks before I knew exactly where you were. You carried my scent, and then you thought you could disappear?”

“I didn’t know I now have a new master to please before I am allowed to leave,” she whispered.

“Now you do.”

His fingers moved before she realized he was touching her, brushing her jaw with the backs of his knuckles. Gentle, so gentle it made her breath catch. But there was nothing gentle in his eyes.

“You ran away from me after I told you not to, sunshine,” he murmured. “And that broke something in me.”

She blinked fast. “You’re an insane person.”

“No,” he said. “I am not insane but now I’m yours and now, you're mine. So we’re going to talk about this properly when we get home.”

“I don’t want to talk about anything.”

“Too bad for you sunshine.”

His hand curled into her hair, not hard, but firm enough that she stilled instantly. She stared at him, stunned for a second.

“I know you didn’t ask for this,” he said, low and close. “But neither did I. You crashed into my world wearing nothing but desperation and attitude. I like it, and now I can't breathe without knowing where you are.”

Talia stared at him. His hand was still in her hair. Her chest was rising and falling fast.

“Let me go,” she said, but it came out weak. Like even she didn’t want him to.

“No.”

He tilted her chin up with two fingers. Her eyes met his. A jolt shot down her spine.

“You belong to me now,” he said. “And when I say that, I mean every part of your beautiful body. From your mouth to your thoughts to your tears, to your body and to your goddamn heart.”

Talia's breathing hitched.

“You’re just saying those things to scare me.”

“I don’t have to scare you with those words, sunshine, I will show you,” he said softly. “The truth is scarier when being shown.”

He let go of her hair, letting his fingers drift slowly down her throat. She shivered.

“I know your name now,” he said. “Talia. My beautiful, stubborn, reckless Talia.”

She closed her eyes.

“You shouldn’t say my name like that.”

“Why not?”

“Because it makes me feel like you mean it.”

“I do.”

His hand gripped her jaw again. “Last night, you gave yourself to me as I also gave myself to you. Don’t pretend you didn’t give me your body and with the way you moan, you clearly like it.”

“I was desperate and cold and you offered me warmth and I had to repay you back for what you did, I don't have money to give to you.”

“I don't care, you were mine.”

The car slowed.

“We’re going back to the house.” He added.

“I won’t stay there,” she said, voice cracking.

“You don’t have to stay,” he said, calm and final. “You will live there with me from now henceforth.”

“You’re a crazy one,” she breathed.

“I’m devoted,” he said. “I don’t care what your story is, you entered my house. You gave me your body and I like it, I enjoyed it and I want more so, I will never let you go.”

“You don’t even know me.”

His lips twitched. “I will soon."

She went still for a moment and then turned her head, looking out the window.

The mansion came into view.

“Look at me,” he said.

She didn’t.

“Look at me.” He commanded.

Slowly, she turned.

He leaned in again, and his lips brushed her ear.

“This time,” he whispered, “you’ll walk into the house on your own again. But make no mistake, if you try to run again, I’ll tie you to my bed and I will make sure you won’t leave it until your body knows the shape of my name.”

Talia gasped, heat flaring across her skin.

Dominic smiled, dark and slow.

The car stopped and a guard opened the car door from outside.

“Come on, sunshine,” he said. “Let’s go home.”