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powerful embrace. “Maybe we are. Or maybe we’re just different. That part of you has always been there, Taylor. I sensed it the first day I met you. Part of you craves control and structure. Maybe because you’ve never had it before. Some secret part of you even enjoys pain in small doses—like when I twist those delectable nipples of yours. You’re submissive by nature. It might make you different, but it’s nothing to be ashamed of, baby. There is strength in surrender.”
    She weighed his words , her face puckering with a doubtful twist.
    “Don’t question yourself. You’re perfect just the way you are,” he murmured. “You are always wondering what it is you offer me. It’s you, Taylor. All of you. You’re everything to me. There is nothing else in this world I need or want more.” He pressed his lips against the top of her head. Blowing out a loud breath, he patted the outside of her thigh and urged her off his lap. “Let’s get this party over with. My patience is wearing thin. I’m trying to be nice, but I want you all to myself again.”
    Giving a playful roll of her eyes, she shook her head. After slipping her clothes back on, she chanced a peek over her shoulder. “Sebby?”
    “Hmm?”
    “Do you think we could forget the belt and go with your hand as punishment instead?”
    H is laughter was unexpected. Arching a brow, he responded with much firmer swat to her ass. She yelped and rubbed a hand across her denim pocket, trying to ease the sting.
    “I don’t reward bad behavior, darling. All that does is encourage it.” His smile faded , darkening with his thoughts, and he raked a hand through his hair. “I don’t negotiate, Taylor, but we will see. I’m not making any promises,” he said tracing the delicate curve of her jaw. “As you know, I have more than one way of proving my displeasure and getting my point across when that need arises. Be careful what you ask for, sweetheart.”
    She felt her face pale slightly, suddenly unsure of the wisdom in her request.
    “Yes, Sebastian,” she agreed, lowering her lashes. “I love you.”
    “I love you too, baby. Happy birthday.”

 
    CHAPTER 5 ~
     
     
    Sebastian drummed his fingers on his desk, his pale stare locked on the mountain of paperwork piled on the corner of his desk. He scowled, his mood souring even more. Despite the luxurious décor of his office, it was still sterile and cold. The building itself flooded him with instant hatred and rage, the moment he stepped through headquarter doors. Part of that was his conditioning. The other was so much more. It was leaving Taylor and the comfortable haven of their bed. It was coming to work and knowing what had to be done. His muscles ached with unspent tension, his thoughts forever turning to Marx and the lack of trust the Laychee incident had incited between them.
    Things would never be the same. His entire outlook had been shattered. He could no longer trust anyone, not even his team, and that was a very dangerous place for someone in his position.
    A curt knock shattered his thoughts. Pinching his sinuses, he sighed and dropped against the back of his chair, struggling to keep his annoyance under control.
    “Yeah?” he barked.
    The anterior door swung open, revealing a tense looking guard. For the life of him, Sebastian couldn’t remember the man’s name. The only purpose he served was to keep other people out. Expression hardening, he pinned the man with a look of silent expectance.
    “Vincent Pellagreeni is requesting to see you, sir.”
    “Send him in,” Sebastian ordered, standing. He remained rooted behind his desk, watching as his teammate surged into the room.
    “It’s g reat to have you back, sir,” Vince exclaimed. His face flushed with his bright smile.
    Sebastian nodded, his gaze dropping to the wad clutched in the other man’s hands. His cheeks tightened and the muscles beneath his eye twitched as he regarded the black cloth bundle. Tensing, his hand crept