ANASTASIAThe car finally rolled to a stop outside the villa. My wrists were still tied above my head, my body pinned against the leather seats.The driver didn’t even glance back as he killed the engine.Dominic’s breath fanned my cheek, his body hovering over mine, his hair brushing my skin. His knee stayed wedged between my thighs. If I raised my knee just a little, it would brush his cock. Was he still hard?“Get off me,” I hissed, twisting beneath him.He ignored me. With effortless strength, he hauled me out of the car like I weighed nothing, throwing me over his shoulder.My bikini top slipped lower, my breasts pressed against his shoulder as he carried me.“Put me down, you bastard!” I shouted, kicked my legs against his chest. My bound fists pounded his back, but he didn’t budge. He gripped my thighs firmly and carried me through the entrance.The door slammed shut behind us. He set me down roughly on the couch, my body bounced on the soft cushions. I glanced down, my bikini
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