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Ruthless Acquisition: A Dark Billionaire Romance by Piper Stone

They’re going to make me their plaything. Then they’re going to make me theirs completely.

I knew the shameful stakes when I bet against these bastards. I just didn’t expect to lose.

Now they’ve come to collect their winnings.

But they aren’t just planning to take a belt to my bare bottom for trying to run and then claim everything they’re owed from my naked, helpless body as I blush, beg, and scream for them.

They’ve acquired me, and they plan to keep me.




Publisher’s Note: Ruthless Acquisition includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Piper Stone

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Length: 77,000 words


When I finally noticed Randolph unbuckling his belt, I was lightheaded, no longer able to feel my fingers or toes. This had to be a nightmare I couldn’t wake from. There was no other answer. I closed my eyes, trying to keep my resolve as well as my anger. The last thing I needed to do was show any kind of weakness.

Eventually, they would learn to be very afraid of me.

When I felt their presence, was able to gather their scents, I became woozy. They were even more gorgeous in their casual attire, but I couldn’t allow myself to think that way. They were the enemy and nothing else. Period.

But you hunger for them.

No, the thought was disgusting. I could never want anything or anyone like the three men.

Then why is your skin tingling, your heart thudding?

Fuck this. I closed my eyes, prepared to shut down the world around me in order to block out what was happening. The fools would never get the advantage. Never.

“I think our lovely prisoner deserves thirty lashes. What do you think, gentlemen?” Randolph asked. The frivolity in his tone was as repulsive as his dominating one.

“I think thirty-six would be more in line,” Alexander stated, laughing softly after doing so.

“Perfect. A dozen each. However, if she gets out of line we start again.” Trent was more controlling than I’d ever heard him. The entire situation was surreal.

“Thirty-six it is. Why don’t you start, Trent?” Randolph suggested.

Trent exhaled. “I would be happy to.”

I could swear he was taking his time on purpose, making the anticipation even more sickening. When I felt his fingers brushing down my spine, I reacted instantly, kicking out, my foot able to connect with a portion of his body.

There was silence for at least a minute. Then Trent moved closer. “I’ll chalk that up to being nervous, Scarlett, but if you act out again, we’re going to double your round of punishment. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I hissed between clenched teeth.

The hard smack he issued with his hand hadn’t been anticipated. I yelped, immediately sucking the sound back in. I refused to show them any sign of weakness.

“Respect. Isn’t that what Randolph told you?” Trent growled, the sound sending a dozen vibrations dancing from my shoulders to my toes.

The bastard actually thought I’d use the word ‘sir.’ They weren’t just arrogant. They were absolute assholes. However, if I didn’t play the game, there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell I’d get away from them. “Fine. Yes. Sir.”

“Not good enough.”

What? What the hell was he getting at? Then it dawned on me. The fuckers wanted me to call them my masters. I was sickened to the point my throat was almost closed and my jaw clenched until my teeth hurt.

Play along. Just play along.

“Yes, Master.”

“Much better. There is a good chance you can be taught your place.”

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