Don't Let Go

Chapter 10

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Jamies POV

My chest expanded as I heaved out a huge sigh. I nodded as if I was taking in what he was saying as he went on about the rules while pulling out my clothes. It's not like I wanted to disobey him or not listen but I have a civil duty to ignore idioticy when I hear it. He snapped his fingers in front of my face to fully capture my distant attention. My eyes focus on his face as he catches my mind from running away further. He flattened out the clothes he had picked out for me on the bed. I looked down upon the velvety, enchanting bed to see a darkened ocean blue shirt with a cute white bow tie that perfectly balanced out the outfit. I bit my inner cheek in contemplation even though I was well aware I had no other choice. 

"Can you like...go to the bathroom or face away?" I state shyly while gripping onto the shirt. 

"It's bad enough you're making me wait to officially claim you," he pouted and dug his eyes into my heart. I cracked when he let his true intention slide and I could see a crack of a smile forming. 

"You just want to see!" I stepped back unknowingly into the bed. 

"And what's so wrong with that? I think I deserve it after you wrecked my office and left gum all under my desk. Don't think I didn't notice doll," he pulled a chair from the nearby corner of his room to sit. 

"It was a prank! Nothing more and nothing less-"

"Regardless, a very disrespectful and annoying one. Now you need to get dressed if we want to greet the guests and get you looking ready for others to see," he checked his watch and then looked me up and down. I frustratingly turn away from him and start to strip down. I didn't need to be looking at him to know he was burning holes into my back. I was on display for him and I couldn't escape my glass enclosure. He had a magnify glass on every move I made. I slipped into the tight dress pants he gave me. I carefully buttoned the shirt since I always mess up the lining of it. It didn't help that I was being gawked at while doing so. I grabbed the bow tie and tied it to the back of my neck earning a chuckle from him. I whipped around defensively and gave him a perplexed look since I wasn't sure what made him laugh. 

"Let me do it, I should have gotten you a clip on bow tie or something easier. That was my fault," he gently tugged me closer by my waist and slipped the bow tie around my neck. 

"I don't need something easier! It worked the first time perfectly fine..." my cheeks start to tint in light rose pink the closer he gets. 

"Oh shush doll," He adjusts the tie and I could feel his breath on my neck hovering. I push him away knowing what's on his mind and he gives me a dejected look in response but his eyes filled with determination. He unbuttons the cuffs on his arm and rolls up his sleeves as he roughly tugs me over towards him. He rubs his hand on my upper thigh area getting dangerously close to cupping my ass. Without my consciousness consent, my body on instinct pushes in towards him. He lifts my leg while his other hands trails up and down. He buries his head in the crook of my neck and nips at it. He begins to leave a trail of marks along my neck but not biting into me as to claim me. He was walking the edge of lust, primal instinct, and control. The worst part is that I didn't mind in the moment, it's like my body and mind melted into puddy in his hands in the most sinful way. 

Fortunately, a servant knocks on the door asking if Zander was ready since the guests would be arriving soon. Zander lets out a loud, scornful growl to being interrupted as he responded promptly, "Soon, go wait on them when they arrive. We shouldn't be long." Zander and I detach from each other to get a breath of fresh air. Without a word or acknowledgement of what happened, he went into the bathroom to gel his hair and comb it through. I stood there a bit stunned at what happened and what would have happened if we weren't interrupted. I shake myself up a bit before joining him in the bathroom. Zander snatches the brush from my sight and brushes my hair for me. He took a wipe and cleaned my face to make sure it was prepped.