"You can drop me off at home, thank you very much."Now I have to find another way to steal the pearls.Damn them.
And clearly, they'd showered and changed into their tuxedos elsewhere—probably their offices.
"You're not a prisoner, Alessia.You just belong to us."
"I'm not a painting you can just buy like that," I say.
"You're right, you're priceless.Not enough money in the world for you," Jasper says, but he's not grinning at me in amusement like he normally does.
I roll my eyes.
"What is going on?"I ask.
"We're going to have dinner with some acquaintances of ours.And his mansion happens to be in the mountains."
"But why?Why are you taking me?Surely, you're not short of dates.Women must throw themselves at your feet on a daily basis—probably every hour."
"Yes, but for this occasion, we needed to take our most prized pet."
"Your what?"I ask in shock.
"Our pet," Layton repeats as he drags me onto his lap.Garrison opens a velvet box, and a diamond-studded necklace—something like a choker—glitters in the dim lighting of the limo.
I open my mouth to speak, but Layton cups the back of my head and brings my lips to his.
"Open your mouth," he says.I didn't mean to obey him, but my breath leaves my lips on a staggered gasp, and he takes the opportunity to kiss me deeply, possessively.
I feel the coldness of the jewelry go around my neck as Jasper clasps the collar-like piece on me.
The pressure on my throat is so utterly sensational, provocative, and lascivious that I melt into Layton's mouth while Jasper leaves a red mark with his teeth on my bare shoulder, and Garrison...
Dear God, Garrison slips his hands under my dress.He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties.Layton lifts me up so he can peel them off my body.
I shudder against Layton as they each dip their fingers into my copious wetness and suck my essence off their fingers.
The soft growls that rumble low from their chests at the taste of me throw me off balance.
I have no idea how we changed from the limo to a four-wheel drive before we were guided into a mansion hidden deep in the mountains.
I did all that with my panties in their pockets.The only thing I noticed was how they passed the flimsy undergarment between them, taking turns to warm their pockets.
What even is happening to me right now?
I can't concentrate on anything.I don't remember the names of the men and women I've been introduced to.
Again, I only notice that after one look at the collar around my neck, everyone steps back and bows to me.
I'm taken back to my old life, but it's nothing to do with that time.The collar I'm wearing bears the insignia of CWW Industries.A dragon.On the collar, it's a diamond-studded dragon breathing red rubies for its fire.
The people I'm introduced to see me as the possession of Layton, Garrison, and Jasper.
From the whispers around me, I'm their first and only public display.
When everything becomes so much clearer, my gaze collides with theirs.
They see me put the pieces together, and their eyes darken possessively, just as their hands on my body do as well.
A thrill runs through me, and I don't know how to regulate it.
