“I surely hope not.” The flicker of darkness in his eyes is like a warning I need to heed.
“Of course. I just work for the D’Agostinos.”
“See that’s the other thing. You’re close and you work for them, so it baffles me why you might need the kind of money a human auction would bring,” he says and my chest tightens.
“What?” I keep my gaze on him.
“I’m no fool, Candace. A woman like you wouldn’t enter an auction like that for fun.”
I laugh, and the sound throws him.“Actually I am,” I say. “You’re right.A woman like me doesn’t do events like that, but sometimes it’s time for a change.I don’t need the money. It’s just something different.”
One look at those narrowed eyes and I can tell he doesn’t believe me.
He leans forward and suddenly his warm hand rests on my thigh inching up and up, and up until he grazes over the lace of my panties.
I stare back at him expressionless, like he isn’t terrifying me.
“You know what? I don’t fucking care," he husks in a deeper voice."Doesn’t matter what you’re up to.I just want to fuck you and I always get what I want.Now that you’ve got me hooked Miss Ricci, you’re going to play the rest of this game by my rules.You want me to bid on you? That’s obvious.What I don’t know is why. And I don’t care.I’ve had my eye on you since we first said hello.But I want to see what’s on show first before I make any form of bid.”
My God… What the hell is this now?
The color drains from my cheeks and my blood heats at his words.His words set me right back to being Candace the housekeeper.The little servant girl who didn’t really have a spine.
Warning bells ring through my mind like church bells beckoning worshippers to Sunday service.What I'm seeing and hearing is the fire I knew I was playing with, and I'm about to get burned if I don't think on my feet.
“What do you mean?”
I couldn't be more mortified when he reaches out and cups my left breast, squeezing softly.
“Show me, now.” His eyes become stone, flat, hard… dangerous.“If you want me to bid on you, let me see what's on show now.Get those tits out for me.”
I can barely breathe let alone mask my desperation, and desperate is what I am.The worse thing I could do is let him see.I was raised with a bunch of boys and they were no ordinary boys so I know not to do as I’m told in situations like these.
“No,” I reply and the shock that fills his face is classic.He drops his hand from my breast and moves the other from my thigh.
I stand and glare at him, literally thinking on my feet.Tell a man like him he can’t have something and he’ll want it even more.
“Don’t bother to bid on me. Clearly, I was mistaken about you.” I take a few steps away from the table praying what I just did was right, and I didn’t just fuck things up.
“I’m going to bid,” he calls out and I stop in my tracks.I glance at him over my shoulder.“I’m going to bid and I’ll win.Then I’ll enjoy watching you do as you’re told.I'll own you after that auction, and nothing will be off-limits.All the waiting and the games, you’ll make that up to me with that pretty mouth of yours on my cock.And whatever it is you want from me… you’ll work for it, Mademoiselle.”
I don’t answer. I just stare then walk away.
When I get away from his penetrating eyes instinct makes me want to run.When I reach the front of the house I’m hit with the question of what I’m doing.
What am I really doing?
This man is out of my league.He was serious.