chapter 3

Lily

“You’ve been staring

at him all night, Lily,” Alexandra said, nudging

my side with her bony hip. I gave her a mean look and she

reciprocated with an eye-roll.

“You should go over there.” She grinned like a Cheshire cat. She was so

annoying. “Some other girl might snatch him up any minute.”

I saw the way Alexandra eyed him, her chocolate-brown eyes seizing the

man in question. She wanted him, too, and it was exactly the push I needed

to gain some confidence.

“Saw him first,” I said in my sweetest voice. Flashing Alexandra a smile

that said fuck you, I turned on my heel and strode toward the bar. I risked a

look over my shoulder, just in time to see her sulky expression before she

turned her back on me.

I smirked to myself, and then looked back ahead, focusing on the task at

hand.

I kept my eyes focused on him as I walked over. He was the epitome of tall,

dark and handsome. The glass tumbler he held in his hand looked tiny in his

grip, like he could shatter it with a simple squeeze. He had dark hair; so

deep brown it was almost black. Gray eyes, stormy, and surprisingly light

compared to his other features.

He was also much, much older than me. I’d gotten in with my fake ID just

fine – I looked older than I was anyway. No one in here probably knew I

was eighteen, my makeup took care of it just fine, and mommy’s money

paid for the best fake ID money could buy.

But this man, he must’ve been in his late thirties, maybe even early forties.

He was gorgeous, almost making me blush by taking a single look at him.

Much, much too old for me.

He wasn’t just handsome. He was the kind of guy who you’d want to get in

trouble for... A guy I’d beg to spank me, and show me just how bad I’d

been.

Subconsciously, I bit my bottom lip. I had a feeling Mr. Mysterious played

rough. Maybe he’d be the one rough enough to hurt me.

His eyes found mine, and a fire burned me from the inside. His gaze held

dark promises. Ones I hoped he would keep.

I strolled up to the bar and stood next to him, all dolled up in my six-inch

heels and a too-short dress that showed off my best assets.

“Hi,” I said softly, giving him a shy smile.

He looked unimpressed as he raised the glass to his lips, taking a long, deep

sip. He was absolutely delicious, even better up close. I felt myself smiling

like a cat, knowing I could be under him with a wink and a lewd gesture.

Fuck, I wanted it.

“Hello, trouble,” he responded in a low growl. His voice made me yearn for

more words. Filthy words. It also made me want to beg for the feel of his

palm slapping my ass. Fuck, I was already in too deep.

“Want to get me a drink?” I asked the stranger sweetly, fluttering my lashes

like a doll. My heart was beating too fast though, threatening to rip apart

my chest. I felt like I’d collapse at his feet at any moment.

His pause was too long, and I took the time to look him over again. He was

good-looking, but with an edge. The kind of man you couldn’t trust not to

fuck you over. Despite his expensive clothes, he looked like he knew the bar well. And that was strange, since it was a seedy place downtown. My

mom would kill me, knowing I’d let my friends drag me along.

The stranger looked at me hard, his strange gray eyes boring into me. “No,”

he said simply. “I want to bend you over my knee and teach you some

manners.”

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