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CHAPTER 41: UNBOUND SURRENDER
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The Commander's Pet CHAPTER 41: UNBOUND SURRENDER
POV: Callum MillerThe cool night air from the open bay window hit my skin as Gideon stood up from the bed. I remained kneeling on the soft rug between his knees, my chest heaving, my breath coming in short, uneven hitches. My heart thrummed with a heavy, agonizing ache that hadn't let up since the long drive through the pine forest.Gideon walked over to the wooden bench at the foot of the bed. Without a word, his large hand unzipped the heavy black canvas of my duffel bag.The quiet room filled with the sharp, unmistakable rustle of fabric as he reached all the way to the bottom. When he straightened up, the cool silver moonlight caught the dark, polished leather of the wrist restraints and the dull glint of the steel chain link joining them together.My throat went bone-dry. My breath caught in my lungs as I stared at the heavy leather resting in his broad, calloused palm."Stand up, Callum," Gideon commanded, his low baritone dropping into an icy, unyielding register that cut stra
The Commander's Pet CHAPTER 40: THE FIRST NIGHT RULES
POV: CALLUM MILLERThe wooden staircase creaked under our heavy footsteps as Gideon led me up to the second floor of the lakehouse.At the end of the shadowed hallway, he pushed open a pair of heavy double doors, revealing a massive master bedroom. The space was dominated by a large oak bed framed by thick timber posts, positioned directly in front of a floor-to-ceiling bay window that looked out over the black, moonlit lake. Outside, the night wind rustled through the dense pines, but inside, the air was thick, warm, and scented with cedarwood and clean cotton.Gideon dropped my black duffel bag onto the bench at the foot of the bed with a dull thud.He didn't bother turning on the overhead lights, leaving only the cool silver moonlight washing across the hardwood floor. He walked around to the edge of the large bed and sat down, leaning his broad elbows on his knees. His massive frame took up the center of the space, his broad shoulders casting a towering shadow over me."Come here,
The Commander's Pet CHAPTER 39: ARRIVAL AT THE SANCTUARY
POV: Callum MillerThe black asphalt of the interstate gave way to a rough, rutted dirt road that wound through towering, old-growth pine trees. Gravel rattled against the underbody of Gideon's truck as we drove deeper into the secluded forest, the dense canopy blocking out most of the sky until the tree line suddenly broke open.Ahead lay a striking, isolated timber-frame lakehouse perched right at the edge of dark, mirror-still water.There were no other cabins in sight, no power lines cutting through the treeline, and no access roads branching off. Total, suffocating isolation surrounded the property. My thighs were still shaking, my lower belly aching with a tight, unresolved fever from the highway drive, my heart hammering against my ribs as Gideon pulled the truck into the gravel turn-around and cut the engine.The sudden silence in the cab was deafening."Out," Gideon commanded, his low, gravelly baritone breaking the quiet.I unbuckled my seatbelt with cold, trembling fingers,
The Commander's Pet CHAPTER 38: THE HIGHWAY DRIVE
POV: Callum MillerThe morning sun had barely crested the eastern treeline when the estate gates clicked shut behind us, leaving Harlan's house behind.Outside the truck, the suburban sprawl and distant glass towers of the city skyline steadily thinned, giving way to endless miles of dense, dark pine forest lining Interstate 95. Inside the cab, the hum of the V8 engine and the faint smell of dark leather created an isolated world. The air was charged, thick with an undeniable, shifting weight. We were no longer under my father's roof. There were no hallway doors to worry about, no footsteps on the stairs, and no risk of anyone walking in.Gideon drove with one hand casually resting on top of the leather-wrapped steering wheel, his dark tactical shirt stretched taut across his broad shoulders. He looked utterly relaxed, completely in control, his gray eyes scanning the open stretch of highway ahead.I sat in the passenger seat, my knees pressed tightly together, my hands clasped in my
The Commander's Pet CHAPTER 37: PACKING FOR THE MASTER
POV: Callum MillerThe canvas duffel bag lay open on my unmade bed, its black zipper gaping under the overhead lamp.My hands shook as I folded a pair of dark denim jeans and shoved them into the corner. My throat still burned where Gideon’s mark lay hidden beneath the stiff collar of my shirt. Upstairs, the house was quiet—my father had already gone to bed, leaving the lower floor wrapped in silence. But my blood thrummed with a heavy, restless heat that made it impossible to focus on packing.The bedroom door opened without a knock.I jumped, my knuckles bracing against the edge of the mattress as Gideon stepped into the room. He pushed the heavy wooden door shut behind him, the latch dropping into place with a quiet, decisive click.In the dim light of my room, he looked massive. He wore a dark compression shirt that clung to the broad expanse of his chest and shoulders, his arms corded with muscle as he stood between me and the hallway. His gray eyes swept over the half-packed duf
The Commander's Pet CHAPTER 36: THE LAKEHOUSE PROPOSAL
POV: Callum MillerThe lingering heat from Gideon’s foot beneath the dining table was still vibrating through my thighs when my father pushed his plate aside and signaled for us to move to the living room.The high-collared shirt was soaked with a light sheen of sweat at my nape, the dark bruise over my pulse throb-striking with every beat of my heart. I followed behind the two men, keeping my head down, my posture rigid, trying to hide the slight wobble in my knees.Harlan walked over to the stone fireplace, pouring two fingers of amber bourbon into a heavy crystal tumbler. He sank into his leather armchair, swirling the liquor before looking up at Gideon, who stood near the dark oak bookcase, massive and composed."I’m still thinking about what Vance said yesterday when he dropped off those land permits," Harlan said, taking a slow sip. "He made a point about Callum looking distracted lately. Unfocused. And frankly, after watching him squirm at dinner tonight like he can't handle a
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