Everything He Demands (11 page)

“
Oh.
I
guess
I
don't
understand.
”

Rock
laughed,
a
mirthless,
cold
sound.
“
Few
would.
He
saved
my
life
when
I
was
a
child.
I
owe
everything
I
am
to
him
in
many
ways.
”

“
But
you
can't
let
him
steal
from
you.
”
My
voice
rose
in
indignation.

“
What
do
you
know
about
my
life...about
what
I
will
or
won't
or
can
or
can't
do,
Ms.
Pate?
”
Rock's
tone
was
like
ice.

“
Nothing.
I'm
sorry.
”
I
moved
my
hands
in
a
fluttering
motion.

“
Exactly.
Don't
question
me.
I'll
take
care
of
this.
You're
here
to
do
a
job...to
keep
an
eye
on
the
books
and
to
act
as
my
future
wife.
It's
an
important
role
but
don't
overstep
your
bounds.
”

I
shivered
at
his
words.

Why
am
I
doing
this?
I'm
insane.
I
hardly
know
this
man,
and
he's
only
using
me
for
his
own
ends.

“
Cat
got
your
tongue,
Ms.
Pate?
You
may
go
now.
”
Rock
dismissed
me
with
a
wave
of
his
hand.

My
mouth
dropped
open.
“
That's
it?
”

“
For
now.
Yes.
Take
your
computer
with
you.
I'll
let
you
know
if
you're
needed
further
tonight.
Keep
your
door
unlocked.
”

From
the
stormy
look
in
his
eyes,
I
had
a
feeling
I'd
be
seeing
him.
I
just
wasn't
sure
I
wanted
to.
This
was
a
Rock
Weldon
I
didn't
know...the
dark
side
of
him,
the
one
that
frightened
me.

*
*
*
*

I
dithered
over
what
to
wear
to
bed.
Finally,
I
chose
an
emerald
-
colored,
see
-
through
nighty
with
matching
garters
and
tights.

Have
to
keep
the
boss
happy,
even
if
he
is
moody.

I
climbed
in
between
the
silken
sheets
with
a
moan.
My
watch
read
11:00
p.m.
I
didn't
think
I'd
be
able
to
stay
awake
long.

Just
as
I
was
drifting
off
into
a
dream
featuring
Rock's
dark
gaze,
my
cell
phone
rang.
I
grabbed
it
from
the
nightstand
where
I'd
laid
it.

“
Hello?
”

“
Ms.
Pate.
”
The
words
weren't
a
question.

“
Yes.
Who's
calling?
”
Anxiety
rose
inside
me,
and
I
gripped
the
phone
tighter.

“
A
friend.
If
you
know
what's
good
for
you,
you'll
cancel
your
trip
and
catch
a
plane
out
of
there.
Did
you
know
the
man
you're...working
for
is
a
murderer?
”
The
insinuation
in
the
tone
was
undeniable.
The
caller
knew
what
Rock
and
I
were
up
to
as
far
as
extracurricular
activities.

“
I
don't
believe
you.
”

The
man
laughed.
“
Your
call.
But
watch
your
back,
pretty
lady.
”

A
click
sounded
in
my
ear.
I
stared
at
the
phone,
incredulous.

Rock
—
a
murderer?
I
couldn't
believe
it
of
the
man
who
stirred
my
body
into
a
frenzy
of
lust.
Could
I?

I
tossed
and
turned
for
a
few
minutes,
but
sleep
finally
claimed
me.

*
*
*
*

When
I
woke
up
later,
I
couldn't
move
my
arms
well.
They
were
above
my
head,
tied
to
the
bed
somehow
in
a
soft,
leather
restraint
from
the
feel
of
the
material
against
my
wrists.
The
room
was
dark.
A
blindfold
of
sorts
was
over
my
eyes
from
what
I
could
tell.
Cool
air
washed
over
my
body
in
the
thin
chemise.

“
Rock?
”

He
didn't
speak.
Excitement
and
fear
fluttered
in
my
stomach.

“
I
need
you.
Will
you
do
everything
I
want,
Lacey?
What's
come
before
was
only
the
start.
Trust
goes
much
deeper
with
me.
It
has
to
be
forged
in
pain
and
submission
if
this
is
going
to
work.
”

“
Yes,
”
I
whispered,
my
pussy
growing
wet
at
the
thought.

“
Say
my
name,
Lacey.
”

Pressure
on
the
bed
indicated
that
Rock
had
sat
down
beside
me.

“
Rock.
”

“
That
didn't
convince
me
you
want
me,
that
you'll
listen
to
everything
I
tell
you,
do
anything
I
need
you
to
do.
I
want
you
to
cater
to
my
demands,
Lacey.
That's
going
to
get
trickier
once
we're
in
the
limelight.
”
His
breath
tickled
my
ear,
and
his
voice
was
like
a
razor,
so
sharp
I
could
cut
myself
on
it.