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The Billionaire’s Desires

Mercury Billionaires Book 4

Book Description

When her eyes lock with mine in my office, I know I have to own her.

I am Marcus Phoenix, the so-called silent billionaire. What the world doesn't know is that I have a very peculiar “hobby” behind closed doors.

In my private lakeside manor I tend to have submissive “pets,” young women who would do anything I comm

and.

The only problem is that I would get bored of them; their minds would break and the engaging fire of our little play would lose its spark.

And then I meet Natasha. Beautiful, shy, innocent Natasha.

Her blue eyes, soft lips, and her banging body make me want to dominate her and bend her to my will.

She needs help, and that put me in the perfect position to make my darkest desires come true.

Guess there's only one thing to do: make her sign the contract and let our game begin...

Prologue

Marcus

Now she’s broken. I stared at the young girl in front of me, laid out on the bed naked save for the warm blanket over her. A residue of a once warm smile filled her lips and she simply gazed back at me with the blankest stare in her eyes. The blue shine that once glowed in them had long faded. It was like staring into a soulless puppet.

The longer I looked at her the more I came to realize how far gone she was. Once upon a time she was beautiful, she was strong and she always had an opinion regarding things in the world. It wasn’t so long ago that she would prance around with her chin held high, proudly proclaiming her love for her career.

She was a doctor, once, but now she was nothing more than a slab of meat, a toy for me to abuse. All the strength, confidence and will had drained out of her very being. Her spirit and energy had slipped away into nothingness. Like a mannequin she merely laid there, not even blinking or mumbling a single word.

“What a pity,” I then grumbled when I stroked her pretty face. I sighed in pity and regret as I commanded, “Do not move until I leave. I don’t want to hear a single word from you either. You’re a worthless slut and a slave. Understood?”

“Yes daddy,” was all she whispered and she quickly went back to being the silent, lifeless toy once more.

I gave her a pat on the cheek and rewarded her obedience with a gentle kiss on her lifeless lips. I looked at them closer and recalled how they had gasped when I beat her and flogged her in the dungeons below. Never did she moan or cry out in pain or pleasure. She took it silently and loved the moment.

Perhaps I had broken her too soon. It was something for me to ponder about when I had the time and right now I had to go. Immediately I picked up my clothes to get dressed. After I slid my pants back on I checked my watch – it was still eight-thirty in the morning. I still had time for a donut and some coffee before it was time to go to work.

By the time I had put on my business coat the woman was beginning to drift off. Her eyes were now closed and I could see her chest rise and fall as her breathing calmed down. I had been rough on her this morning but it was what she deserved – no, it was what she lived for. Pleasing me was her sole purpose in life.

There was just one problem with this obedient little kitten that did everything I asked: she was boring. Where the once a fire burning in her there was now just a dark and empty void. She was breathing but she was essentially a lifeless doll.

I would have to get rid of her.

The only problem with that decision was I’d be left without a toy to fuck. I gave her one more look, reminiscing all the moments we had together since I met her and dragged her down into this crazy corner of lust, and realized I’d only hurt her the more I’d get bored with her performance.

No, I couldn’t harm her more than she could handle. I had broken her will already, that much was obvious, and the best I could do was to turn her over to someone who appreciated broken girls like her. Maybe someone at Mercury Wild would want her.

I took a moment to reflect upon myself in the mirror. Even as I neared forty, I figured I was still a dashing man with good looks; women always prattled on about my blonde hair and the glow of my blue eyes. Even if they were just toying with my emotions, I at least knew for a fact that I was tall, lean and muscular. I didn’t hit the gym three times a week for nothing, after all.

When I was done and had my shoes on, I turned off the lights and gave her one last look. She was still in her original position, obeying my every command. Without saying farewell or even uttering her name, I turned off the lights, walked out the door and locked it behind me.

That was the last time I ever visited her apartment.

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