Chapter 50.
Amelia was still trembling when Maximo helped her out of the car. Her knees felt weak, her cheeks still warm from the shameless sounds she’d made only minutes ago. Every step was a reminder of how he had just ruined her with his mouth in the back seat of his car—outside her school, of all places.
“Maximo…” she whispered, tugging at his hand as he led her toward the mall entrance. “Where are we even going?”
He didn’t slow, his long strides steady, commanding. “To get your next reward, Sugar.”
Her heart skipped. “I don’t need—”
“You do,” he cut in, his voice firm but low, only for her. “You passed. You’re mine. And I take care of what’s mine.”
The heavy glass doors opened, and attendants immediately straightened. Their smiles wavered when their eyes landed on him. Even here
