Chapter 8

Naughty Girl / Eye of the Tiger

So I wasn't trying to be "sadistic" and hold out on this chapter lol. I got it out asap…

Thanks to the reviewer for the lovely chapter name lol. Maybe I will stick to popular song names, it's kind of fun.

Christian POV

I've been so wrapped up with work in my office that I even ended up eating dinner while working. I've been laser focused on completing my work but every so often Anastasia crosses my mind. The way her soft lips felt around me and on my lips. The way her big blue eyes peered up at me with desire. I have to push these thoughts away or I will never get any work done. I made sure to remind Sawyer before they left to make sure he puts all of Anastasia's purchases on my account.

It's starting to get later and all I can think about is Ana. I wonder what she is doing,

I text Sawyer, "How was Miss Steele's dinner with her friends? What club are they at?"

Sawyer text me back within a couple of minutes, "Sir, dinner went smoothly. Q Nightclub."

She knows the expectations and I warned her to behave before she left. I don't like the thought of her at a club with other men but she is a smart girl, she probably is just having a drink with her friends then maybe dancing a little bit with Kate. I decide to drink a glass of wine and continue some more work, pushing Anastasia out of my mind because the more I think about where she is the more uneasy I feel about it.

A little while later when it starts to get later I get out my cell and text Ana, "It's getting late Anastasia, I would like you to be home before midnight."

15 till midnight and no response back so I message her again, "Miss Steele, are you on your way home? When I message you I would appreciate you acknowledge me by answering back!"

I wait 5 minutes and I don't receive anything from her so I call her, she doesn't answer and I have to fight the urge of throwing my cell phone across the room. Instead I reach for my coat and holler for Taylor.

He rushes in quickly, "Yes Sir."

"Take me to Q Nightclub"

He nods and we both head out. After getting into the SUV I call Sawyer because Anastasia is obviously ignoring me. My heart is racing and my palms are twitching. I haven't been this angry in a long time.

Sawyer answers on the first ring, "Yes Sir."

"What has she been doing that she is ignoring my messages and calls?" I ask not able to disguise my furry.

"She has been dancing Sir." He responds.

"I want you to give me a play by play of what has happened at this club?"

Sawyer doesn't hesitate, "When we first arrived Miss Steele, Miss Kavanagh, and Mr. Rodriquez were chatting while they were having a few drinks. At that point Miss Steele had 1 beer and 1 Cosmo. The ladies decided to go to the dance floor and dance. Some young men joined them dancing and both girls left that area when the men got inappropriate. When they came back to the table they drank some more. Miss Steele had two more cosmos. Miss Kavanagh got approached to dance by a gentleman and she ended leaving with him not that long ago. While she was dancing with him, Anastasia danced with her friend Mr. Rodriquez until he put his arm around her waist and attempted to kiss her, she pushed him off. They came back to their table to discuss it, he is in the restroom and she…"

I cut him off as we park at the club. "I'm heading in there now, keep an eye on her."

I feel so out of place in this club here in my suit. Most of these people are in their early twenties, dressed casually and drunk looking to find an easy lay. I look around the different tables trying to spot my girl and can't see anything. I check around the dance floor and my blood starts to boil when I see some drunk loser grab around her waist, oh but wait he moves in kissing her neck. I see RED. This is fucking bullshit. Her letting another man's filthy lips on her body! MY BODY! She is mine. By the time I'm done with her she won't be able to sit for a week!

When I get to them I easily throw him to the ground ready to pound his ass. Taylor and Sawyer intercept him for his sake and my own. Last thing I need to media coverage about this and not to mention a huge lawsuit for beating his ass.

I quickly grab Anastasia before she tumbles to the ground with him. She looks relieved to be in my arms, I hear her inhaling my scent and usually this would please me but she has awoken the beast inside of me. I tried to give her a little space and freedom so she wouldn't be afraid of me and our arrangement but she has pushed me too far. I just hope she can handle what is in store.

I drag her out to the car without saying a word, I know once I open my mouth I'm going to explode like a time bomb and I don't want an audience for it.

She mumbles, "You smell good."

"Yeah and you smell like a barfly!" I retort not able to contain my temper when I smell the mixture of alcohol and the cologne of that loser she was dancing with before I showed up.

I open the door to the SUV urging her to get inside but she isn't steady enough so I have to lift her in. I quickly head to the other side and hop in.

She looks up at me pouting, "Please don't be mad at me Sir." She begs finally looking through her cell and seeing the messages I sent her.

I look her straight in the eyes, my palms twitching, "I'm way past mad Anastasia!"

"Tonight you did nothing but disrespect me. Ignoring my messages and calls! You made a fool of me. Letting those fucking men grab on you, dancing with them, That fool putting his lips on you! YOU.. ARE.. MINE! Don't you have any self-respect?!"

I unleash on her. Her eyes well up with tears and it does nothing but piss me off more.

"Oh don't think tears are going to get you out of this now Miss Steele. Your ass is mine tonight. You took advantage of my kindness. Now you're going to find out what happens when you don't follow my rules."

Ana POV

The excitement of him showing up to pick me up was quickly replaced with dread and fear after he just screamed at me in the back of his fancy SUV. Even when he looks murderous he still is painfully dreamy. I'm fighting back tears because I don't want to upset him anymore then I already have. I've probably just ruined everything for him and I. I've never done this before. I would rarely go dancing with Kate and I guess I was just having fun but I was never going to cheat on him. I was just dancing and that's it but in the back of my mind I knew he wasn't going to like it and I did it anyways. Why would I do that? Maybe I deserve his anger. Sarah and Lexi even warned me how possessive and jealous the Dom's were in these kinds of situations.

The rest of the drive is silent after he chewed me out. I know this is far from over because I can feel the tension and heat radiating off his body. First I was feeling guilty and horrible for angering him but now I feel like he is overreacting. I didn't do anything with those men but dance. He never said I couldn't dance! I still don't want a war with him or worse have him end our arrangement. We pull up to Escala and he jumps out of the SUV still looking stone cold.

I can't find the will to make my move out of the vehicle. The door opens and he holds out his hand for me to grab and I hesitate, "Sir I'm sorry it won't happen ever again. I promise."

His blazing gray eyes pierce through me as they meet my eyes, "I know it won't Miss Steele. Follow me inside now.."

I get out of the SUV feeling scared and angry. Angry at him for being so furious, angry at myself for not thinking this whole night through, angry at God for letting me be in situation in the first place! If my sister wasn't sick I wouldn't be going through all this. But then I wouldn't be feeling this raw attraction to a man that I've never felt. I just hate that he wants to hurt me. The elevator dings and he has me follow him to the main room. Sawyer and Taylor practically sprint to their quarters.

He guides me over to the sofa, "Take off your jeans" he demands his eyes still cold void of any emotion.

I obey him pulling off my jeans he sits at the edge of the sofa and grabs my wrist pulling me on top of him where my legs are off to the side enclosed by his leg and my pelvis is on top of his lap. I'm completely trapped. My heart feels like it is going to beat out of my chest and I feel faint like I might pass out as he pulls down on my blue polka dot boy shorts underwear.

"I'm going to spank you 15 times and it is going to hurt, you won't feel any pleasure this time. I want you to count after each hit. Then you will go upstairs to your room. Tomorrow we will discuss our arrangement if it still stands." He almost shouts.

"Yes Sir." I agree and his first blow comes down so hard, the sting shocks me, I've never been spanked before and it hurts so bad that I want to cry. I can't find my voice to count like he wants me too.

"Count Anastasia!" He growls.

"One" I finally find the word. His hand comes down just as hard in the same spot and I squeal, "Two".

The next one comes down harder on my other cheek and I cry out, "Three."

He smacks the same spot again just as hard and I cry out, "Four"

Then he circles back to the other side and smacks it even harder than before I gasp, "Five" as tears stream down my cheeks.

I feel so helpless. I want to cry for him to stop because I can't take much more but I know he will end our agreement if I do that. So he continues blow after blow. My behind is on fire, tears are flowing from my eyes. When he is finished he releases me but he doesn't even bother to glance at me. He walks away and I watch him enter his study shutting his door with more force. I run up to my room and my tears feeling never-ending as they flow into my pillow. The door creaks open and I see his shadow enter.

"I'm going to rub some arnica cream on you. It should help ease the burn." He states coldly.

I don't say a word as he pulls my underwear down and rubs the cream on my butt. It does soothing there but it doesn't help my emotional state. He exits my room without another word. I bury my head in my pillow and try my best to fall asleep.

So Christian went a little loco, not a big surprise there. Hopefully she can tame the beast before it all goes to heck! Who's ready for Ana to lose her very expensive v-card?