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    The thought deepened my resentment.


    Suddenly, Dominic yanked me forward, and I stumbled right into his arms.


    His fingers grazed my cheek, his voice unnervingly soft. “I was just teasing you earlier. You’ve been invaluable to me. How could I ever mistreat you or your friend?”


    His words were like honeyced with poison. I didn’t believe a single one. Silence was my only response.


    But that silence seemed to gnaw at him.


    “I don’t like that dead look on your face. It’s boring,” he growled.


    Still, I said nothing, silently willing him to grow tired of me, to cast me aside so we could part ways for good.


    But my silence only seemed to provoke him further. He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear, and bit down.


    “Say something!”


    The pain made me snap. I jerked back, covering my ear, my eyes zing with fury. “What more do you want from me?”


    His lips curled into a satisfied smirk as he stroked my face. “There you are. That’s the fire I know.”


    And then, he kissed me—hard and possessive, stealing the breath from my lungs.


    Instinctively, I pressed against his shoulders, trying to push him away, but his grip tightened. “Hm?”


    That single sound froze me. His threats from earlier echoed in my mind, and I knew better than to resist. So, I endured, letting him kiss me, though my body remained cold and unresponsive. No matter how hard he tried to ignite something within me, nothing stirred.


    Finally, he couldn’t stand it anymore. Without warning, he lifted me off the ground and tossed me into the pool.


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    Makenna’s POV


    I gasped sharply as I plunged into the rippling pool. Cold water rushed into my nose and mouth, sending my limbs thrashing in panic. Was Dominic trying to drown me? Just as my lungs burned for air, a ssh signaled someone entering the water behind me.


    The water churned around me as I fought to stay conscious. Then strong arms slid beneath my waist, holding me firmly. Though the water’s surface closed above us, Dominic’s grip kept me from sinkingpletely, even as the pressure made breathing difficult.


    “Don’t be afraid,” Dominic chuckled before sucking my earlobe, his tongue tracing its curve.


    “You bastard!” My heart pounded with equal parts terror and fury. My furious expression seemed to amuse him. Heughed softly, pulling me tighter against his body.


    “You’re much cuter when you’re angry,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. “You looked dull before.”


    His mouth imed mine again while his hand wandered to my chest, caressing my breast through the soaked fabric. With practiced ease, he soon stripped away all my clothes, letting them drift away in the water.


    “You pervert…” I muttered, though my protest barely registered.


    Dominic only smirked, pressing a finger against my most intimate ce and rubbing slow circles over my clitoris.


    “Mmm…no…” My weak protest dissolved into a moan as pleasure shot through me. He bit my lower lip, drawing out another helpless sound.


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