She doesn’t belong in my world, but I’d burn it all down to keep her.
Savannah Collins is a clever little con artist, but today she tried to scam a truly ruthless bastard.
Me. A billionaire mafia boss who doesn’t forgive debts—or forget betrayal.
If she had been smart, she would’ve run the moment she realized who I was. If I were a better man, I would’ve let her.
But I’m not. I’m a ruthless bastard who takes what he wants.
And I want her.
That’s why the same belt that spanked her bare ass red is now pulled tight around her throat as she tries desperately to draw in enough breath to scream her way through another brutal climax.
The deeper I pull Savannah into my world, the more dangerous it becomes to keep her there. My enemies are watching, and they’ve discovered the one thing powerful enough to bring a ruthless man like me to his knees.
Her.
Pity the man who tries to take her from me.
Filthy Little Lies includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Just as he starts to lift his last finger, I drop to my knees at his feet. The lush carpeting of the sitting room cushions me.
Cheeks burning, skin electrified, and my soul bare, I lower my gaze to his boots.
He sinks to his haunches in front of me, knuckling my chin until I have nowhere else to look but him. A soft smile rests on his lips, but it’s the heated pleasure pooling in his eyes that holds me captive.
“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” He runs the pad of his thumb across my cheek, catching a tear I hadn’t realized had fallen. Bringing it to his lips, he licks the bead of moisture away. “But I think I caught you in another lie.”
“What are you talking about?”
He cups my breast, flicking his thumb over my nipple. “You said you’d never be on your knees for me. Yet here you are.”
“That’s not fair.”
“You’re right. It’s not. But you know better than anyone that life isn’t fair. We get handed shit cards all the time. You’ve done your best playing with what you had, but things are changing, Savvy. You just have to accept it.”
I pull back from his touch, unsure where to put the feelings his words have pulled forward. Anger seems to be mixing with something lighter, something more pleasant.
And while I’m trying to put it all into perspective, he’s watching me so intently I can barely breathe beneath the attention.
“Take the belt and hand it to me,” he orders, taking away his touch.
I jerk my eyes to his, but he shakes his head before I can utter a protest. “I’m not going to spank you with it; just do what I say, Savvy.”
Gripping the buckle end, I pull it from around his neck, fold it in half and offer it to him.
“Good girl,” he whispers, taking it from me. The number of endorphins that flood my system with those two words should be studied.
What the actual fuck?
He wraps the belt around my throat, sliding the end through the buckle and pulling it tight until it creates a lead.
“You’ve been a bad girl, though, and you need to be punished. Don’t you?” He tugs on the belt, pulling me toward him an inch. “Tell me what you need, Savvy.”
“I need to be punished.” My pussy clenches as the words escape my lips.
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