I gazed at the ceiling, my body suddenly shaking with each breath of relief. When he returned a few seconds later, he grabbed my wrist and began securing it to the iron headboard. I didn’t resist when he moved to the other. He probably thought I was pathetic; limp with submission and tear tracks on my cheeks. But I no longer cared what he thought. He gripped my chin and turned my face so I looked at him. “You’ll be tied up until I know you can behave.” I was staring through him. He noticed, and the strain in the air tightened my lungs—then released, settling to the floor as calm and languid as still water. I exhaled when the unexpected brush of his thumb skimmed across my cheek. It slid over my lips and pulled the bottom one down slightly. A soft caress, heavy with possession. “Don’t tell me I’ve broken my pet already,” he said thoughtfully. All of the emotion locked tight by years of obedience rose to the surface, and my eyes flashed. “Go to hell.” He smiled. “Sleep tight, kotyonok.” OceanofPDF.com