“You come near her and I will bring a whole lot of trouble to your door you’d wish I never had,” Vidar warned the woman.
Dipping his tall, lean, athletically muscled frame Vidar bent and pulled his struggling captive over his shoulder in one fluid motion determined to get her away from the pain surrounding her, wondering at what point he decided to have a heart again. Without further hesitation, he carried her kicking, punching body down the sweeping staircase and out of the door to the Bentley where his chief and driver waited for him.
The chauffeur opened the door of the Bentley and watched him deposit Fallon Prince in the back hurriedly getting in beside her. A moment later he was struggling to keep her contained within her seatbelt as the car drove away.
Chapter 3
Vidar kept his arm across Fallon’s chest pinning her back to the seat, as the Bentley headed for the M1 and off to his country residence in Hertfordshire, after she’d tried to open the door and jump out when it was moving.
Unbelieving the feat he had just accomplished, and feeling relief, the Norwegian Billionaire loosened his tie with his free hand and the top button of his shirt.
But as he did so, Fallon bent her head and nipped at his hand with her teeth in a futile attempt to free herself. The woman was a wildcat.
“Ow.” Vidar leaned over her. He narrowed his eyes. “Don’t do that again. I know you are upset and hurt but you need to stop struggling now, Fallon and accept what is happening to you or so help me I will stop this car and throw you over my knee to give you a sound spanking like a child. Do I make myself clear?”
“You have already done that. Remember?”
“And I will do it again.”
Fallon stared hard at him through her tear stained eyes. She’d been sucking it up and trying not to cry since the car had gone down the drive of the house. Anger appeared to be her preferred choice of dealing with her feelings as though it was a means to keep her emotions at bay and contain the overwhelming strength of her feelings. He’d been there himself and it was easy to recognize in someone else now. Then she made the mistake of mocking him with laughter.
“I don’t give a damn. I am not going to make this easy for you,” she said bending to nip his hand with her teeth again.
“Don’t think I won’t do it,” he said huskily drawing closer to her pale pink lips, watching them part as she made a small gasping noise at his words.
Despite her actions, he wanted to kiss her, love her tenderly but the anger in the back of his mind kept urging him to treat her coldly and maintain his distance. She was to be fucked at will, always at his service for revenge not to be loved and comforted. Care, consideration and even love were luxuries that had been taken from him long ago and he was damned if he was going to let her have any of them. Besides, he wasn’t sure how to give love to someone anymore. Only coldness and darkness dwelt in his soul now. The love had been sucked right out and there was no hope of return.
The Billionaire glanced up at her eyes. She was breathing hard and for a startling moment he saw the same anger, the same coldness staring back at him. It was his turn to take a breath. Her pain was as strong as his own. He frowned wondering what more there was in her past that he hadn’t already heard from his security team about her cruel father and the wicked stepmother so eager to see her demise.
Unable to stop himself or comprehend his feelings of concern for the spawn of his enemy, he reached out with his finger and caressed it along her bottom lip wondering if he could ignite a spark that would bring them both back from the dead not even understanding his motivation to do so. He had given up on love a very long time ago. It brought too much pain, loss and loneliness.
As he did so Fallon’s eyes darkened and her lips curled into a deadly smile. He made to move his finger but he was too late. With a sudden quick movement she caught the end of his finger between her teeth and bit down.
Vidar grimaced and snatched his finger back.
“Bill, stop the car at the next service station.”
Fallon’s eyes widened but she said nothing. Two minutes later the car was pulling off the road and she was shuffling uneasily in her seat.
Vidar grinned.
“By the time I am finished spanking your already sore backside sitting down will be painful,” he informed her.
The car came to a halt away from the service station building next to some trees and a small wood. Thankfully, there were not many people about. Vidar got out and went around to the other side of the car to retrieve her. He flung the door open to find her panting with anxiety and sitting still.
“You can’t be serious?” she questioned nervously.
“Oh, but I am. Get out or I will drag you out.”
She folded her arms and sat defiantly. Determined she would learn he now controlled her and her life and with the small part of him that was enjoying the game she was playing, even though he would never admit it to himself, he undid her seatbelt and took her arm. The Norwegian Billionaire dragged her out from the car and towards the woods.
“I think this is just what you need after hearing all of that crap. It is enough to make anyone go insane. A good spanking will let all of that anger and frustration out,” he told her.
He walked briskly forcing her into a slow run to
