Blackmailed by the Beast (4 page)

She smiled because of
his attention. After so many years of looking out for herself, his
care seemed a little out of place. Nice though it was, it was from
the Beast.

Lily didn’t get the
time to look around. Wayne took her by the arm and led her over to
the elevator. Another man stood to greet them. Wayne pushed the
highest button and they were moving in no time.

Never before had she
travelled with such luxury. Her family hit hard times well over ten
years ago.

“Thanks, Fred.”

Wayne led her down the
hall until he pushed another key in the of the penthouse suite.

“The richest come here
which is why all the security codes and keys,” he explained. “Take
a look around.”

At what?

Lily stared around at
the formal apartment, wondering why anyone would live in a place
with so much white, black, and chrome.

“What do you
think?”

I left my cold,
practically auctioned off home for this sterile place that leaves
me feeling colder than the North Pole?

“It’s lovely.”

She folded her arms and
walked over to the window, the cerulean sky and setting sun offered
the only colour to the room.

“How about a tour?”

This was getting more
awkward by the second. She stood in her soon-to-be husband’s living
quarters, and if anything, she felt she was on the planet Mars.

“Sure.”

He showed her the
kitchen—again every surface was squeaky-clean, looking more like a
featured home than a place someone lived in.

There was an office,
living space, and the veranda that had a pool so she didn’t have to
go and use the public one in the main drag. Every room left her
cold, and then he showed her the one bedroom. The master
bedroom.

A dominant king-size or
was it queen-size? She never could remember which one was larger,
sat in pride of place in the centre of the room. A vanity table,
chest and drawers, and a few other pieces of furniture were dotted
around the room.

“Where’s my room?”

“This is it.”

“Where’s your
room?”

Wayne took her hands,
and Lily wasn’t ready for this.

“We will be married
soon and sleeping in the same bed.”

Is it possible for
the temperature in the room to rise and drop at the same time?
Heat gathered in her cheeks as the world fell out of her
stomach.

“I can’t do that.” She
pulled her hands out of his grip and moved away, going back to
where she started in the centre of his living room. The place was
as empty as her thoughts. Strange, even though her mind was a riot
of images, they all contained a naked and aroused Wayne.

He wanted to sleep with
her? Okay, a little overreaction since she let him finger her
pussy, but full-blown sex? No man had been there before. She was a
virgin for crying out loud. Surely, he appreciated her time to be
on her own before he took over everything.

His hands landed on her
shoulder, and he spun her around. “Don’t ever turn your back on me.
I don’t like it.”

“Oh yeah, what are you
going to do about it?” she asked.

The man terrified her
in all different ways.

Wayne brought her flush
against him. His dick pressed into her stomach. She gasped, unable
to move away and not wanting to either. Lily struggled to move out
of his hold, but she wasn’t strong enough. In the next breath, his
fingers latched into the flesh of her ass and rubbed her belly hard
over his cock.

“The next time you turn
from me, I’ll take this sweet ass.” He squeezed her large, round
butt to get his threat across. “And spank you so damn hard you
won’t be able to sit down for a week. Imagine the possibilities of
having you kneel at my feet.”

Holy shit, she was so
damn turned on; her clitoris ached to be played with. Lily shook
her head. She shouldn’t react to the thought of having her butt
smacked, should she?

“You can’t do that. I’m
not some child.”

She cried out when he
squeezed her ass again, the slight pain doing wonders for her
pussy.

“Baby, I know there
isn’t a thing about you that’s a child. But smack this ass, I
will.” To make his point, he landed a hard slap on her right ass
cheek.

Lily gasped, her eyes
widening.

He just hit me! Why
aren’t I mad?

She was confused, no
man had struck her—besides her father—and instead of being
disgusted and upset, Lily wanted him to do it again.

One side of her ass
burned, and she wanted to beg him to make the other burn the
same.

“Looks like I’ll have
to find another punishment for you. You like my taps a little too
much,” he said. Before Lily could protest, his mouth covered hers,
and she was once again blown away by the passion present inside
this man she didn’t know.

Lily moaned when his
fingers dug into her hair and pulled her head back. She gasped and
opened her mouth. He thrust his tongue inside, and within moments,
the simple kiss became hot and searing.

Her own hands wrapped
around him, pressing him close: her lips danced with his.

Wayne moved away, and
she turned in shock. Someone was knocking at the door, and she’d
been so consumed with her passion for him up until now she hadn’t
heard it. When Wayne stepped away, she could think clearly. The
bang echoed off the walls of his apartment. Rubbing at her lips,
she tried to rid all evidence of his power over her but it only
inflamed other parts of her body. She wanted his lips.

Chapter
Five

Wayne stared at her
turned back. The desire to tell the person at the door to fuck off
so he could put Lily over his knee for disobeying him was strong.
She needed time but that didn’t make it any less frustrating.

He licked his lips,
trying to get all the taste for himself while moving to his
apartment door. Wayne glanced through the peephole he forced
management to install.

Fuck. His lawyer stood
on the opposite side.

Running fingers through
his hair to compose himself, he willed his arousal to reduce
somewhat, and then he opened the door. He signalled for the man to
be quiet and let him in to his apartment.

Richard glared at him
but kept his mouth shut. About fucking time, the guy did as he was
told.

“Lily, I’d like you to
meet, Richard, my trusted friend and lawyer.”

Richard scoffed but
extended his hand out. “He pays me to stay loyal.”

“It seems he pays for a
lot of things in his life.”

Wayne noted her tone
and wished Richard wasn’t in their company. Lily was close to
earning her spanking.

“Well, he certainly has
enough to keep things moving. Anyway, I’ve got matters to discuss
so it’s a pleasure meeting you.”

Lily nodded but steered
her attention to Wayne. “May I use the pool?”

Wayne pulled his wallet
out of his back pocket. He frowned at her cold attitude towards
him. Only moments ago, she’d been smoking in his arms, and he
didn’t like the quick change within her.

“Take this and buy
yourself a costume. There’s a store downstairs.” He dismissed her
and intended to turn his attention to Richard.

“You’re sure I won’t
try to run?” She sneered at his back.

That was it!

“Richard, go to my
office. You know where it is.” He hesitated for a split second but
Richard should know Wayne would never hurt her.

The door clicked shut,
and Wayne was on her. He pushed her up against the nearest wall.
His feet tapped hers apart, and he pressed his leg up to her
sopping pussy. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you but I don’t
like it.”

“What’s not to like?”
she asked.

Fucking hell, he loved
this woman. Spunk, attitude, kind, and sexy as hell. He would own
her before their time was done. Their time being
for-fucking-ever.

“I love that sassy
mouth, but I think I can put it to better uses like wrapped around
my cock.” He wanted to turn her on. Wayne saw her eyes dilate, and
her breath hitch up a notch.

Bingo.

“I’ve never done
that.”

Wayne knew there was a
lot she hadn’t done, and he looked forward to teach her everything
he liked.

He stroked a thumb over
her luscious lips and pressed to gain access. “Then that’s
something we better rectify. I want these lips, red and puffy,
swallowing me down.” She sucked his thumb like a lollipop and
licked along the tip. “You’ll be a natural at it.”

Wayne may have
blackmailed, and in effect bought his future wife, but all the
clichés of convenience and having a marriage to carry on the
bloodline was fucked up to him. He wanted a full-blown marriage.
His biggest problem was his impatience. He couldn’t deal with the
time it would take to woo her properly and risk never being part of
her life at all.

Her eyes opened and she
gazed at him, and all he wanted to do was lose himself in her
stare. “Go and get a costume while I deal with business. This is
your home now, your life. Please, share it with me.” That was all
he would give her. He’d never begged in his whole life, and he
wouldn’t start now even if this woman owned his heart and didn’t
yet know it.

She nodded, and he let
her go. At the door, she took a lingering look back at him and then
left.

Wayne made his way to
his office where he’d sent Richard earlier. Richard sat at the desk
drummed his fingers along the hard stained wood. He stood when
Wayne entered. “Trusted friend and lawyer? I take it you haven’t
introduced her to our other friend Tony?”

Tony, Richard, and
Wayne had been inseparable as they grew up and when they went to
college, they were known as the terrible trio. Other men feared and
admired them while women cried for their attention.

Wayne shook his head
and went straight for his scotch supply.

“How long has she
agreed to be your wife?” He heard the laughter in his friend’s
voice, but he didn’t care. Wayne needed to have the burn of the
sharp liquor to know he was still alive after she left his
apartment. “So this is the girl you’ve been following around like a
puppy dog?”

“She doesn’t know that,
and I’d like to keep it that way.” Richard and Tony were his
closest friends, and they thought he was crazy spending the time
waiting for Lily when there was a sea of willing females ready to
be anything he wanted.

“She’s a little
young.”

“Don’t you think I know
that? I feel like I’m corrupting her or something, but she wasn’t
happy at her parent’s place. The fucking place was a mausoleum, and
they all hated her. I’m doing the right thing.”

“Maybe Lily’s a bitch
behind closed doors?”

The anger inside him
was instant and threatened to spill over. “If you value our
friendship, you’ll keep your opinion to yourself. She doesn’t
deserve that, and I won’t take it from you about her.”

Richard held his hands
up in surrender.

Wayne nodded and drank
the last remnants of his drink, and he winced. One glass would do.
He would never let her see him drunk.

“Please tell me why
you’ve drawn up such a tight-knit pre-nup? Even I wouldn’t sign
this, and I drew it up.”

“So she can never leave
me. No woman would leave her child or anything else stated in
there.”

With any luck, Lily
wouldn’t read through the large document tying her to him further.
If she did read it, he knew she wouldn’t sign it.

“Let’s get down to
business then.”

Wayne sat behind his
desk and looked over the files Richard had drawn up for him. Some
of it made sense, while the rest sounded a little complicated. He
couldn’t get her out of his mind, and it affected his ability to
work. Wayne heard her come back. He wondered what she’d bought. A
bikini or a full costume?

He glanced over at the
clock and wanted the meeting over.

“You really don’t care
what I’ve got to say, do you?”

“I trust you, Richard.
Get it done.”

Wayne stood from his
seat and left his office.

Chapter
Six

The shop downstairs had
been packed full of women, and she hated shopping at the best of
times. The great relief was when a shop assistant helped her to
pick out the simple two-piece suit. Looking at the flimsy garments,
she wondered if her splurge should be taken back. Being back in the
comfort of his apartment was welcome. She’d never been one for
shopping. Having a large figure while size zero women shopped
always made her feel like a sore thumb.

Never being a small
woman, she knew she wouldn’t be on the catwalk anytime soon.
Sighing, she pulled off her dress and underwear, stood in front of
the mirror to gaze at her reflection. She wondered what Wayne saw
in her. Her legs were too large, her hips too wide, belly rounded
instead of flat. Her breasts were pert and a handful even to
her.

When she was around
Wayne, he made her feel small and dainty. No choice left, she put
on the deep purple costume. There were ties at one of her hips for
the briefs, and she’d need someone to help with the top part. The
top consisted of two cups held together by flimsy string. She tied
one part around her neck and then moulded the fabric over the large
breasts to give her some respect. Why couldn’t she have been given
a decent pair? Ones that weren’t the size of melons. Lily went in
search of Wayne to help with the ties.

She walked into the
hall and crashed into a hard muscular chest she wasn’t accustomed
to. Firm hands held her steady.

“I’m so sorry,” she
said as she looked at Richard. Lily was mortified he’d caught her
semi-naked.

“No need to be sorry
when a half-naked woman crashes into me.”

Wayne came round him,
and his gaze skimmed her body. The blush heated her cheeks and
chest. She couldn’t see it, but she knew it was there.