Liam murmured, his voice a low, commanding growl that sent shivers down her spine. "If you even think about forgetting, Mei Mei, I'll make sure you remember… and not gently."
Her lips parted slightly, a soft gasp escaping her as her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. But instead of outrage, there was a flicker of something else—something dangerously close to excitement.
She turned fully to face him, one hand resting lightly on her hip, the other brushing her hair back in an almost coquettish gesture. Her gaze was sharp, teasing, and unafraid, though a faint tremor in her voice betrayed her quickened pulse.
"And what exactly would that reminder entail, Liam?" She asked, her voice low and sultry, each word dripping with challenge. "Are you always this… heavy-handed? Or am I just special?"
Liam's smirk deepened, his eyes darkening as he rose from his seat with the slow, deliberate grace of a predator stalking its prey.
He reached out, his fingers brushing against her jawline before tilting her chin upward, forcing her to meet his gaze. His touch was firm but controlled.
"You don't just get to walk away, Mei Mei," He murmured, his voice a low, dangerous purr. "Not without knowing your place. And if you need a lesson in obedience, I'll be more than happy to teach you."
Her breath hitched again, her heart pounding as his words wrapped around her like a silken noose. For a moment, she said nothing, her lips curving into a sly, provocative smile as she leaned in closer, their faces mere inches apart.
"Is that a promise… or a threat?" She whispered, her voice barely audible but no less defiant.
Liam's eyes glittered with dark amusement as his hand slid from her chin to the back of her neck, his grip firm yet tantalizingly restrained.
"It's whatever you want it to be, Mei Mei," He replied, his tone as smooth as velvet. "But either way, you'll learn exactly who's in control."
She let out a soft, breathy laugh, her cheeks still flushed as she slowly pulled back, her gaze never leaving his.
"How could I forget?" She teased, her voice dripping with playful defiance. "You're impossible to ignore, Liam."
As she turned again to leave, the faintest smirk still lingering on her lips, she called over her shoulder, "But don't think for a second you've tamed me just yet."
Liam watched her retreating figure, his expression unreadable save for the dark gleam in his eyes. He crossed his arms, a low chuckle escaping him as he murmured under his breath, "Oh, I wouldn't dream of it. The fun's only just begun."
As she walked out, her hips swayed deliberately, a silent reminder of the effect she had on him. A simple trip to secure investment and money had turned into something far more addictive, far more thrilling. She already missed him, and that realization sent a jolt through her.
Liam watched her go, his gaze lingering on her retreating figure. His smirk returned as he leaned back in his chair, his mind already racing with plans.
Mei Mei wasn't just a woman to him—she was a conquest, a challenge, and now, a possession. Even though they hadn't finalized their relationship completely, he knew she was his. Her body, her loyalty, her mind—they all belonged to him now.
For Mei Mei, it wasn't just about the money anymore. Liam was claiming her in ways she hadn't anticipated, dominating her in a way that made her feel both vulnerable and exhilarated.
And for Liam, this was only the beginning.
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The evening had grown quieter after Mei Mei's departure, the mansion settling into a calm stillness.
Liam leaned back in his chair, sipping on a glass of wine, his mind lingering on the events of the day.
Mei Mei's visit had gone exactly as he had hoped—she was falling into place, slowly but surely becoming his.
As he swirled the wine in his glass, soft footsteps approached. He didn't need to look up to know who it was. Aiko, having finished her duties, walked into the room. Her movements were graceful yet undeniably submissive, her posture low, her eyes trained on him with unwavering loyalty.
"Master," She said softly, her tone laced with reverence, "I've completed everything you asked of me today. I hope I've performed well."
Liam set his glass down and studied her for a moment, his smirk growing as he took in the sight of her.
"You've done well, Aiko," He said, his voice calm yet commanding. "I know you're not just here for praise. Go on, then. What do you want?"
Aiko's cheeks flushed a faint pink, her submissive nature taking over. She knelt slightly, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Master… I would like a reward."
Liam leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. He knew exactly what she wanted. Aiko wasn't after riches or grand gestures. Her desires were simpler yet deeply meaningful to her.
"Go ahead," Liam said, his voice firm but indulgent, giving her the permission she sought.
Her face lit up with genuine happiness, and without hesitation, she bent over the edge of the table, presenting herself fully. Her round, soft butt was a sight to behold, her posture perfect in its submissiveness.
The way she positioned herself spoke volumes—Aiko was offering herself to him completely, both body and soul.
Liam stood, taking his time as he approached her. He placed a hand on her lower back, his touch firm yet deliberate.
Aiko's body trembled slightly beneath his palm, her breathing quickening in anticipation.
He knew her well—her desires, her cravings, her deepest needs.
Aiko wasn't seeking anything extravagant. What she craved was his touch, his dominance. She was a masochist at heart, and the simplest of rewards—a few well-placed spanks—was all it took to remind her of her place and reaffirm her loyalty.
With a sly smile, Liam raised his hand and brought it down firmly on her soft skin.
The sharp sound of the first spank echoed through the room, and Aiko's body jolted awake, her moan escaping her lips unbidden.
"Thank you, Master," She whispered, her voice trembling with both pain and pleasure.
Liam didn't stop. The second spank was harder than the first, his hand leaving a faint red mark on her pale skin.
Aiko gasped, her fingers gripping the edge of the table tightly as she bit her lip to stifle another moan.
"You've been a good girl today," Liam said, his voice low and commanding. "But good girls still need to be reminded who they belong to."
"Yes, Master," Aiko replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please… more."
Liam obliged, delivering the third and fourth spanks in quick succession. With each impact, Aiko's body seemed to relax further, her submission deepening.
By the fifth spank, her breathing was ragged, her body trembling as she basked in the satisfaction of his touch.
She remained bent over the table, her voice soft but filled with gratitude.
"Thank you, Master," She murmured. "I will never disobey you. I promise to fulfill all your orders without question."
Liam's hand lingered on her reddened skin for a moment, his touch now soothing rather than punishing.
"Good," He said, his tone calm but pleased. "That's what I like to hear."
Aiko straightened slowly, her face flushed but her expression serene. She turned to face him, her eyes shining with pure devotion. "Master, I am yours, completely."
Liam reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I'm very pleased to have you, Aiko."
The warmth in his voice made Aiko's heart flutter. She bowed deeply before excusing herself, her steps light and content as she left to finish the rest of her duties.
Liam watched her go, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
Aiko's devotion was absolute, her willingness to serve and please him unmatched. It was rare to find someone so utterly committed, and he knew just how lucky he was to have her in his life.
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