Chained to You (Dark Billionaires 3, 4)

Savanah tugged at my arm to get my attention. "Why are you smiling?" she asked. "It looks like you saw something amusing."

I straightened my face immediately and shook my head. Gosh, I had no idea I was smiling at all. "No, it's nothing," I said, and then I changed the subject. "Aren't you going to show me around?"

Savanah looked surprised at my request. "Did you want to take a look around?"

I nodded. "Of course."

"Okay, come on, then."

We were heading toward the stairs when Savanah said to William, "I'm going to show Mia around, all right?"

I saw William nod. Savanah smiled appreciatively at his approval and happily went up the stairs. I noted her steps were light, as if she had a sort of happy bounce.

On the landing of the first floor, I felt my breath catch at the back of my throat as I gazed at the view before us. "Wow!" My eyes grew wide with wonder. "It's a very nice view here."

Savanah nodded. "Yes, it is, isn't it?"

A moment later, after I was sated with the beautiful scenery of Las Vegas, Savanah led me about, inspecting the rooms. There were three bedrooms: the master I assumed belonged to William and the smaller one Savanah's. The smallest one was set up as a guest room. Back on the ground floor, there was William's office, which I had a sneak peek quickly, and there was also the library, which apparently was Savanah's favorite place. She claimed it was her safe haven, and she'd been spending the majority of her day there reading books when William wasn't around.

I smiled, thinking I'd be doing the same if James's suite were to have a library. Then I wondered about his mansion back in L.A., rather hopeful there was such a place there in the house somewhere. Of course, I'd spent most of my time during the day there when James wasn't around, too.

Savanah drew my attention away from the library and led me across the hallway toward another room. Upon opening the door, I realized it was a gym, fully equipped with a cross trainer, treadmill, and all the equipment one could think of and use in a professional gym to stay fit and healthy. Of course, Savanah cheekily claimed she had been using the treadmill quite regularly in the morning, too.

Once she had shown me all the rooms in the penthouse, we headed back to the open-plan living area. There I saw a chef and a maid laying out the table. Gosh! I had no idea this dinner was going to be such a fancy thing, with a chef cooking for us and all. I had thought Savanah would be doing the cooking, and of course, it'd be just me and her. But this was nice, too, and everything was so elegantly set out.

The smell! God! It was simply amazing, and I couldn't help myself and smiled gleefully.

"Smells so good."

Savanah nodded. "Michael is one of the best chefs in Las Vegas, or so William said."

"Really?" I asked. "Wow! You guys have your own chef?"

Savanah blushed. "William hired him to cook for me."

"Oh." Wow! It was then I realized William was more than just nice to Savanah, which made me even happier for her. I reached out for her hand and squeezed it tight. "You're happy with him, aren't you?" I wanted to know for sure.

Savanah licked her lips. "Yes... I guess so," she said.

Her answer confused me. What did she mean by that? Wasn't she happy William treated her like a princess? Yes, I guess so meant she was happy yet there was something else lingering inside... some unsatisfied or unhappy circumstances.

William's voice drew my attention from my thoughts about Savanah. "Come on, ladies," he said. "Time for dinner." In which case, Savanah eagerly walked to him.

Chapter 35

William

William had done his fucking best behaving himself and not ruining the night for Savanah. Sitting there watching the woman he loved enjoying herself in the company of her new friend was certainly fulfilling, despite the fact that he had to endure James's presence. Truth be told, it wasn't that unpleasant, but William would have preferred it better if he were alone with Savanah. But of course, he didn't have to wait long until the time came for their guests to leave, and he'd have her all to himself.

He lifted his wine glass and took a sip, his eyes still glued on Savanah, who was sitting with Mia on the other side of the table, talking enthusiastically.

James said darkly, "Quit staring so much."

William chuckled and returned his attention to his friend. "Can't be helped," he said, shrugging. "Who the fuck could resist staring when there's two cute girls in the house?"

James said, "You're not behaving yourself at all."

"I'm doing my best, James," William said, as if he were frustrated. Then he sighed and changed the subject. "So everything sorted with the Mexican?"

"Didn't know you were interested," James said with a chuckle.

"I'm not that interested," William said coolly. "But then again, one needs to keep his ear on the ground."

James nodded, understanding what William meant. Their businesses relied solely on information, and to keep oneself in the know was the only way to survive in this cutthroat world.

"All sorted," James said. "For now at least. Who the fuck knows when they'll spring up again?"

If was a fact that drug dealing, prostitution, and kidnapping was booming in Vegas. No matter how many had been shut down, another would just spring up once again, like fucking dandelions.

"Good to know," William said and then took another sip of his wine.

It was another hour later when James and Mia decided to end the night. At the door, William watched Savanah hug Mia tightly, as if she were reluctant to let her friend go. He even vaguely heard the girl promising Mia they'd meet again soon in L.A.

A smirk played across William's lips at that. He had no doubt Savanah would soon be asking they make a visit to the City of Angels. And fuck, he couldn't wait until that day came. He'd make sure he was fully compensated before he agreed to her appeal, however. The thought enticed him, and his cock was already paying attention in anticipation.

And of course, the thought of a full compensation from Savanah reminded him it wasn't long now until he'd get her all to himself tonight.

He was grinning darkly when James said, "Take care and make sure you don't show your face in L.A."

William chuckled and said, "Sorry, James, it's a free country. I can go wherever I want." He glanced over at the two girls still talking earnestly at the door. "But I don't think it can be helped."

James glanced in that direction also and understood what William meant. "Whatever," he said and went to get Mia.

A moment later, the two guests were gone, and William watched as Savanah finally turned her attention to him.

The woman bit her lip and tucked her hair behind her ear nervously. After closing the door, she came over to him and said, "That was fun. Thank you so much for being so accommodating. I mean, like I told you before, you didn't have to stay and play host, you know... You did have a dinner meeting with clients and all."

William reached his hand out and caressed her cheek fondly. "Leaving you alone isn't my cup of tea, especially since I knew that bastard friend of mine was coming."

Savanah nodded.

William moved closer and pressed his body against her, his hand lightly stroking her arm. "You seemed to have difficulty breathing all evening. Is it on too tight?"

Savanah quickly shook her head. "No," she said. "It's fine."

He nodded, took her hand, and led her back into the living room. There he sat on the sofa and made her turn around so her back was to him.

Fuck! He couldn't wait any longer. He wanted his reimbursement, and he fucking wanted it now.

He unzipped her dress and roughly slid the flimsy thing down. Savanah was standing there before him in only her sexy panties and corset, which was bound tight around her torso. Her breasts were bare and jutting out erotically, enticing him for a kiss.

He made her sit on his lap, which she obediently obliged, and then he eagerly took one nipple into his hot mouth. He sucked, licked, and teased the sensitive flesh until Savanah c

ouldn't control herself and groaned out loudly.

"Agh... Ahh... William..."

Her body squirmed under his touches as he continued ravishing her.

William finally lifted his head and gazed at her, taking in her exotic beauty. He noted she was flushed red and her brown eyes were bright.

This was the way of their relationship as master and his pet. He'd do whatever she requested, and she'd pay him via whatever he demanded in terms of sex. And this evening before the guests had arrived and William had found out about the short-notice dinner, he'd allowed her to bring in her friend and entertain. In doing so, however, she'd have to reimburse him. And tonight, he chose to make her wear a pretty pink corset underneath her cute dress, binding her tight. Then once their guests were to depart, he'd have her as his dessert.