Free His Every Fantasy by Holly Nicolai

me about
it."
    "Maybe some time."
    "Mandy…." Jett’s impatience grew by leaps and
bounds.
    "The answer is no, Mr. Damian and that’s
final. Actually, you can go now. You don’t need to stay. I’m going
to try to sleep anyway." She tried to cajole him into leaving
because she planned to escape one way or another.
    "My conniving little tigress. I am not going
anywhere tonight and you will not escape until the doctor releases
you tomorrow." Jett smirked, his eyes full of knowledge. "Oh by the
way, I took the privilege of having your clothes removed from your
room by my driver. He will bring them back tomorrow."
    Mandy burst forth with a deep growl. "How the
hell did you figure out my plans? I said nothing."
    "You’re not that hard to read, honey and you
have been eyeballing the far window and the door since I arrived
earlier. You are planning on running and I have a feeling you have
been doing it for far too long already."
    "I am not running from anything but you––you
moronic ass! I am losing all my muscle tone just laying around here
and now I will have to start everything from scratch and when I am
so close to graduating with my master status in Krav Maga. You do
know what that is don’t you, mister know-it-all?"
    "Workout then right here and now. I would love
to see how good you think you are."
    "I am going to kick your annoying, irritating,
arrogant, self-righteous ass! Get out of my room! I don’t want or
need you here, Jett!" Mandy currently felt great cynicism toward
this too good to be true man. "How many times do I have to say it?!
The spanking and sex was fantastic, the subspace….addictive, but no
man will ever be allowed to control every aspect of my life, not
ever again! You are just too damn dangerous for me."
    "Is that what you honestly think of me? That I
want to control every aspect of your life? Woman, you could not be
more wrong. You know nothing about me but you will very soon, mark
my words." Jett's voice sounded like shards of ice laced with
barely controlled anger and hurt that he tried very hard to keep
hidden. She had pushed him too far and brought out his inner primal
beast.
    Oh shit! There will be no return from this
now. Mandy saw the fire blazing in Jett’s eyes and jumped right
off of her bed on the side opposite where he was standing. She did
not fear that he would hit her in anger, but she did fear his words
and what devilish punishment he might decide to come up with. Her
bum heated up with the remembered spanking. She also felt
adrenaline rush into her veins when Jett took one long step toward
her direction.
    "Oh yes, tigress. My hands are itching
something fierce and yes, congratulations are in order. You should
be proud of yourself for finally pissing me off."
    "I––I warned you in the beginning that I am
never going to your club of sin, not ever!"
    "Yes. You. Will. There is nowhere left for you
to run, that I won’t find you and your punishment will only be that
much more delicious, for me at least."
    "Stay back! If you come any closer you are
going to get hurt." Mandy warned him again and watched as he slowly
removed his vest. His sculpted chest and ripped abs distracted her
and threatened to take her breath away at the same time, that is,
until she saw him smirk. The bastard knows exactly what effect
he has on my libido. Damn him!
    "Bring it on Baby. No more threats. Let me see
what you’ve got, tigress." He said and rushed her. If she really
had studied Krav Maga, her reflexes would be sharp and precise not
matter how weak he currently was.
    Mandy’s Krav Maga training filled her head.
She was going to break the cardinal rule that said she was only to
fight if there was no other option and to use it only to defend
herself. She’d decided in a millisecond, she was going to use it
while on the offensive. Lord, please don’t ever let Master Yang
hear about this. She allowed Jett to get close before she threw
strikes left and right to disable the arrogant ass and knock