INICIAR SESIÓNRebecca “I'm looking forward to it” Michael's text appeared on my phone.“I didn't deserve what you did to me though” I texted back, and dropped the phone on the bed. I was carefully folding the huge pile of clothes I had littered across the bed.Almost immediately, the screen glowed and I quickly picked it up.“You got less than you just desserts and I'll rectify that the next time we meet. You need a good spanking, Kitten. For being too stubborn”My hand unconsciously found its way to my butt as a wicked smile crept into my face. At this rate, I probably wouldn't be able to get anything done today.“I can't wait to get spanked on the desk in your study, Mr. Knox”Cheeky and distracted, I resumed folding the clothes with a smile still plastered on my face. Suddenly, the door opened and a furious Adam stormed in. I just ignored him and completely focused on the clothes.“What the hell is wrong with you, Rebecca?" he asked angrily. "There's no breakfast! And little Becky's supposed t
Michael Knox The moment I stepped into my estate, my mood drastically changed. Someone had the audacity to emotionally hurt Rebecca under my own roof. A staff member whom my money provided for had worked with an outsider to humiliate a woman I care about.The butler walked towards me and bowed slightly.“Find the staff member that went into my room the last time Rebecca came here,” I commanded.The butler swallowed and bowed again. "staff members entered your room Sir. To change your bedding, fix your room, change the air freshener, prepare a bath. Some of them entered while she was still asleep. It'll help if you would be more specific,Sir,”“Then, assemble all of the staff who were on shift that morning and summon some of the female security detail,”The butler nodded, and was about to leave when a thought crossed my mind.“Call Lydia, tell her to come here immediately,"The butler bowed silently and left. I walked to one one of the leather couches in the spacious living room and s
“Look at me when I talk to you, Rebecca,” Michael said, his tone oozing with anger.I kept staring outside the window, afraid that if I looked at him, I'd break down in front of him. I didn't want to be vulnerable in front of any man ever again. Adam had thought me a great lesson.“Can you just talk to me?" Michael asked again. "Does your silence mean you think of me that way? You really think I'm that kind of man?"“What do you want me to say to you, Michael? Do you want an apology?” I asked calmly, too calm for the anger I felt inside.“You can keep your apology for now, when I eventually demand it, you'll be reciting it to me slowly. He countered, his eyes fixed on mine. "Right now, I need to know why you believed that after everything I said to you that night, I’d leave you on my bed and immediately go have sex with another woman. Do I look like a gigolo, manwhore or whatever the hell you people call it this days?"He was beginning to swear a lot this days. And he'd make a high ra
I'm waiting," Michael said, and relaxed back onto the chair.“It's a product for women," I said quickly, the words rolling off my lips. "It's going to be a three in one luxury accessory that'll look like a high fashion hair clip but it'll double as a pen and lipgloss. But the main feature would be an inbuilt audio recorder and emergency distress dialer,”I didn't know how I was going to pull that off or what I was saying, but I continued. “So that in case a woman finds herself in trouble, or is actively suffering from domestic violence or a toxic and abusive spouse, the device can record it. She can instantly send a distress call by just touching the clip on her hair, she wouldn't have to say anything, the security department would immediately begin to trace her live location and bring help.""And privacy?""We won't have anything to do with their live location or recordings until they press the specific button. And in the future, it can be completely erased if the consumer makes a re
Rebecca My heart began to beat rapidly against my chest for no reason at all. I mean, why the hell was I even scared of him? He was the same man who had bowed to me in bed. I've literally had my juices all over the man's tongue for crying out loud.I took in deep breaths for five minutes, before I stood up, and walked to the boardroom with Collins directly behind me.When I got to the boardroom door, I became nervous again. The man behind the door might not be the same man I've shared a bed or connection with. He might just be Mr. Knox, the ruthless billionaire who lived in the woods.“Mr. Knox might be all powerful and cold, but he's just a man," Collins said from behind me. "Whatever the outcome, even if you break down, the world would know that at least you tried,”I snapped my head around, and fixed him a stern glare. "Tried? Was that supposed to be a pep talk?"“What happened to he also farts?” I asked,still glaring.Collins seemed unfazed, like he was merely being logical and I
Michael KnoxMy head was a mess. I didn't know why I couldn't stop thinking about Rebecca. The chemistry between us that night had been intense, her body's response to my touch as real as the full moon in the night sky. And yet, she had sneaked out of my bed as if what we had was something ordinary.I grabbed my phone and dialed her line again. It rang out for a while and ended without her answering. I couldn't even recall the last time I had ever called someone twice. But I had called her a total of twenty eight times today with my unrestricted line, and yet she had refused to answer a single one.What could have possibly gone wrong, what was even going on in that head of hers?Restless, and struck with a growing confusion, I pressed a button on the wall that summoned the butler. He entered the room the very next moment.“I heard Rebecca had almost shoved you to the ground the morning she left the estate,” I stated calmly.“Yes sir,” the butler replied, looking embarrassed.“Can you







