Holy shit
So from today I owe him
Thirty five million dollars
Holy shit
"So if you weren't able to pay the fix sum which was ten, yesterday you didn't have twenty five, how on earth will you be able to give me thirty five million dollars. I doubt you are worth that much in bed, a couple of thousands but not millions."
My jaw drop at his lack of humility slapping him full across the face, his dark eyes flaring with anger.
"I will get the money even if I have to fuck for every dime" I gnarled
"And who you going to fuck with?" he smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes.
"That's none of your business. I have plenty of men in mind and you are not one of them" I snap.
He grip my arm twisting it painfully bringing me to my knees.
"If you want to be treated like a Tampa rat then so be it. Forget about dinner and forget about us getting married. I will just fuck you until I have had my fill."
"No" I said breathlessly "Please"
Panic filled me I didn't want to be treated like trash. Me and my big mouth.
Silence our breathing the only thing shattering the quietness of the bar, my arm and knees aching.