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I was Mrs. Taylor yesterday._ I grin at Taylor, who flushes.__hat has a nice ring to it, Miss Steele,_ Taylor says matter-of-factly.__ thought so, too.__hristian tightens his hold on my hand, scowling. __f you two have quite finished, I__ like a debrief._ He glares at Taylor, who now looks uncomfortable, and I cringe inwardly. I have overstepped the mark.__orry,_ I mouth at Taylor, who shrugs and smiles kindly before I turn to follow Christian.____l be with you shortly. I just want a word with Miss Steele,_ Christian says to Taylor, and I know I__ in trouble.Christian leads me into his bedroom and closes the door.__on__ flirt with the staff, Anastasia,_ he scolds.I open my mouth to defend myself__hen close it again, then open it. __ wasn__ flirting. I was being friendly__here is a difference.___on__ be friendly with the staff or flirt with them. I don__ like it.__h. Good-bye, carefree Christian. ____ sorry,_ I mutter and stare down at my fingers. He hasn__ made me feel like a child all day. Reaching down he cups my chin, pulling my head up to meet his eyes.__ou know how jealous I am,_ he whispers.__ou have no reason to be jealous, Christian. You own me body and soul.

He moves suddenly so that his hand is cupping my sex, and one of his fingers sinks slowly into me. His other arm holds me firmly in place around my waist. __his is mine,_ he whispers aggressively. __ll mine. Do you understand?_ He eases his finger in and out as he gazes down at me, gauging my reaction, his eyes burning.__es, yours__bruptly, he moves, doing several things at once: Withdrawing his fingers, leaving me wanting, unzipping his fly, and pushing me down onto the couch so he__ lying on top of me.__ands on your head,_ he commands through gritted teeth as he kneels up, forcing my legs wider__e don__ have long. This will be quick, and it__ for me, not you. Do you understand?Don__ come, or I will spank you,_ he says through clenched teeth.