Chapter 83


    ~Mark’s POV~


    Cam and I couldn’t go to the club; she lost herptop and some files. Well, at least she thought she


    was robbed. After packing my car outside my vi, I headed inside, and Belle was there waiting for me


    as usual whenever she was around.


    “Hey, baby!” I cast her a disgusting re that said, ‘Shut the fuck up, bitch!” Don’t get me wrong. Belle


    is sweet and maybe too sweet for my liking. I like bad girls like Cam and ruthless characters like


    Christopher Grayston.


    Shit! Chris!


    I sighed and headed to my study to make a call. But the person I was about to call beat me to it.


    Line: Boss, we lost theptop.


    Mark: What the fuck do you mean you lost theptop?


    Line: It seems like we were not the only ones after that bag boss, as we took the bag out of the car, but


    a group of men wearing all ck with an AK-47 overpowered us. They were like 20 men in total.


    Mark: Were there any cameras around so we can check who they are?


    Line: Yes, but we shut them before breaking the window of your car.


    I hung up and threw the phone on the floor. Who the fuck did that and what do they want with Cam’s


    laptop? Just how many enemies does this girl have?


    Cam Cam, baby, you are making this difficult for me. I crashed the bottle of bourbon on top of my


    table, picked up the jacket on top of my chair, and headed out. I got behind the wheel and headed to


    the only person I wanted to crash like ss, but not just yet until I got what I wanted. I arrived at her


    gates, and the gateman opened the gate for me. I parked my car next to hers and went for the doorbell,


    and I rang the damn thing. Cam emerged from behind the closed door, dressed in a short red satin


    nightgown. My cock stiffened. But I am not here for distraction.


    Fuck those long legs!


    I shoved my hand into my pocket. The boy has to behave!


    “Mark, what are you doing here?” She was obviously surprised.


    “I’m sorry I couldn’t sleep. I was worried about yourptop and that whoever took it might do something


    to you.” She looked surprised that I cared. In reality, I only care about what I want. Her eyes softened.


    “Oh, Mark. You didn’t have to; really, it’s just aptop. I can still get another one.” Yeah, but there is


    something that I need from thatptop kid. And you lecturing me right now isn’t helping but pissing the


    shit out of me. I walked in and put on a concerned face.


    “You are a woman; you can go ahead and sleep; just let me stay around to check if there might be


    anything suspicious.”


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    “Are you sure?”


    “Yeah.” I breathed out. She headed upstairs and came down with a nket.


    “Here,” she said and went on, “if you ever get tired, you can use any of the guest rooms.”


    “Thank you,” I said to her, and she headed upstairs, where something caught my attention. Her dress


    was rather short, way too short for me to notice that she had marks, more like she had been whipped.


    Wait a minute, was she caned, but by whom?


    No way, no how. Naa, the bitch in me has been awakened. Chris couldn’t have done that to her, right? I


    mean, he didn’t let any woman know he was a sadist. Nah, they are divorced; there is no way they


    would be sleeping with each other. If I ever find out that she has already taken him before me on that


    one ride, I will kill her without hesitation. Maybe after I fuck her first. Of course, how can I let those long


    legs go to waste? But then I want to know where those marks came from.


    “Umm, Cam, what happened to you…” I paused. What would I say I was looking at? I mean, it’s her


    thighs; it will make me look like a pervert, not that I am not a pervert. I was a big one, lusting after both


    husband and wife, a huge distraction. I mean, I am a distraction myself, so… I shrug.


    I waited until it was 12:00 a.m. and searched for her study. Why the fuck would she have so many


    rooms when it’s just her and the bastard kid? I finally found my way to her study. I searched all over her


    study, but then I found nothing. So then she has so many enemies. If she didn’t pull a fast one on me,


    then who stole theptop? I thought that she might have nned this. If she didn’t n this, then who


    else is after her?


    I slowly walked back to the couch. I took out my phone, looked around, and when I was sure no one


    was around, I quickly made a call.


    Mark: I think we have a problem.


    Line 2: What do you mean we have a problem?


    Mark: It seems like we have apetitor; someone beat us to stealing herptop. I thought she might


    have pulled a fast one on me, so I went to her house, and she was clean.


    Line 2: This is interesting. Carry on with the original n, and I will tell you what to do next.


    My mind traveled to the marks on Cam. Chris hated the idea of sleeping with her, but then the only


    sadist I know is him, and he’s been hiding it. Could it be that Cam is into that kind of lifestyle, too?


    But who did that to her? Is she already seeing someone after Chris? Argh! Even better, because I won’t


    have to worry about her, but what if Chris finds out that she’s into that kind of lifestyle and ties her


    before he ties me? I want to be tied, whipped, spanked, and caned, and I want him to fill me up,


    spreading my butt cheeks apart.


    Oh God, Dom Daddy! You have no idea….