His Trouble Maker

Chapter 103

Chapter 103

JESSICA

“Grayson! I don’t like this!”

My legs shook gently and I whimpered as I felt him tie my hands behind my back. I don’t know what Grayson is doing but I am sure as hell this is so far from the conversation that we had earlier.

It was like he’s a different person now.

He’s standing there watching me squirm while I curse his name, I don’t like where this is going and I am sure as hell he doesn’t have any fetish of ropes or

whatsoever.

Did I push him that much?

Is that it?

Is he doing this to get revenge? To punish me?

To my surprise, Grayson went to get a chair and pull it in front of me. I feel so humiliated being face to face to his bulge and very humiliated too because he’s not saying anything except his serious glare.

“If you want to fuck me, you can ask for it, damn it!” I shouted, moving away except he just pulled me back as if I am where I belong. “This is not really funny!”

He leans forward slowly, forearms braced on his knees. “Do you think I’m joking?” His voice is low. “Because the way I see it…” He lets the silence stretch, lets my breathing catch.“…you’ve been begging for me to shut that smart little mouth of yours all night.”

I try to look away.

He grips my chin between two fingers and tilts it back. “Eyes on me.”

God, I hate how good that sounds coming from him. “I’m not some toy,” I whisper.

“No,” he agrees. “You’re mine.”

A sound escapes me. I don’t know if it’s a gasp or a moan.

“And you like when I take control, don’t you?” He tilts his head. “Even when you pretend to hate it.”

My knees buckle slightly.

“I should leave you like this for a while,” he murmurs. “Let you cool off. Let you rethink why Riot can’t have you…” His fingers trail down my throat, featherlight.

*…because you’re mine.”

sound, part protest, part desperate plea. “I know that! Do you think I don’t know that,

with

maybe I’ve won something. Said the magic words. Maybe now he’ll touch me softer, say my name the way

yanks

my head jerks back, spine

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Chapter 103

you keep pissing me off,

at my ear, low and lethal. Every syllable skates over

those stupid things as

“Grayson,” I whined.

to my

but he wasn’t listening. His lips were on my skin,

angry.” His fingers pinched my nipple hard, and I gasped, a mix of pain and

tried to push him away, but he was stronger, his body pressing me against the wall. “You’re such

voice low and dangerous. “Say it,

hair, tugging just enough to make me gasp. His other hand slid under my shirt, calloused fingers tracing the curve of my

my protest weak as his hand moved to my thigh, lifting my leg to wrap around his

my

pulled his shirt out of his body, showing me his ripped chest. Oh my goddess. I suddenly feel so hot. I don’t know what’s happening to me or what is his plan on doing this but I am

dripping with arrogance. He took a step closer, his eyes darkening

teasing me,” I whispered, but

teasing?” he said, his hand reaching out, turning me around so

“You’re so sensitive,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “I

trying to hold back a moan, but it escaped anyway, soft and

slipping under

I gasped, my

taunted, his grip tightening just enough to

could answer, his hand came down hard on my ass, the sharp slap echoing in the room. “Behave,” he growled, his

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

“Why are you sorry?”

and yanked my hair further making me look at his feral gaze. I’m sobbing now

are you

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