My Billionaire Master: Indebted To Him (Part One) (A BDSM Erotic Romance Novelette) Read Free

cunning charm aside, she could see why he was renowned to be calculating and ruthless in business. Every shred of his focus seemed to suddenly hone in on her as if he didn’t have a care in the world. He breathed softly into the air between them, “What’s your name?”
     
    Everything was so still, so quiet; it felt sacrilegious to break the silence with words harsher than whispers. Cassidy cleared her throat, heart thumping loudly in her heaving chest, and said shakily, “Cassidy Fearn. I was supposed to interview with…”
     
    He cut her off by leaning in to breathe over her lips, “Do you really want to repay me?”
     
    Trying to control her panting, she answered immediately, “Yes… any way that I can. In installments—in—in monthly…um…”
     
    Alfie’s eyebrows flew up underneath thick bangs that curled against his forehead, his eyes twinkled dangerously as he suggested, “With yourself?”
     
    “ What?!?”
     
    Instead of stating it with the intended strength, her voice drenched the air with a purring quality that made her eyes widen even more. As if he knew exactly what effect he caused, he asked against her cheek, “Otherwise, how do you intend to pay me back?”
     
    He was close enough for her to smell something thick and spicy, bittersweet on her tongue. Soft, firm, and hard all at the same time; his lips brushed hers just short of a kiss. His stubbled cheek nuzzled against her face while his controlling charisma blanketed her senses. Leaning slightly back, his powerful vibe still rolled over her like honey.
     
    Suddenly realizing he waited for an answer, Cassidy tried her best to remember the question before stammering, “I…I don’t know.”
     
    She felt dazed, like someone had sunk her entire body in quicksand and doused every sense in a rush of endorphins. Simultaneously oversensitive, her mind rushed ahead too fast so her thoughts stumbled over each other and nothing made sense. Alfie touched her wrist, rolled her small hand in his own, and entwined their fingers together while his thumb gently tickled her palm. Until that moment, she hadn’t even known that a sensitive zone on her palm existed.
     
    “ Look at you,” he barely breathed as if discovering newness within a world wrought with pleasures meant to satisfy only him. She found herself tilting her head towards him, lifting her chin and swaying closer so she could hear him. “It’s like you’ve been waiting to break that vase and enter my life. You’re still here so you must intend to repay me… with yourself .”
     
    Cassidy’s heart jumped into her throat as she tried not to squirm at his closeness. Searching her mind for something that hadn’t been said before, she could only offer, “I came for a job interview with…”
     
    She blinked, forgetting the name when h e brushed small caresses against her body—nothing blatantly sexual—but little touches to her face with the stubble of his jaw. He pulled her hair over her shoulder to expose her neck as his knuckles bumped the flat of her belly. Caught in the charged atmosphere of his slip of hand and buss of shoulder, she tried to gather her thoughts.
     
    Nothing seemed to make sense with him so close, creating alluring need as if spinning a web. Her brain couldn’t get past a moment ago when she had been crushingly disappointed that her first job interview had gone up in flames. Closing her eyes, she tried to focus on the scare of his presence but it led her back to the shattered vase before his mesmerizing presence popped out of nowhere.
     
    How did I arrive at this point? Who the hell was I supposed to see?
     
    Opening her eyes, Cassidy’s vision swam for one bright moment as Alfie flickered in and out of focus but steadied when he caught her chin in his finge rs. Bold, confident, and secure; there was a quiet power behind his stare to match the strength and power in his body. The same body that she realized was currently boxing her in against his desk,