Anything for Him: Dominated (#1) by Carmen Cross Page B

but they had disowned her and now she
was broke and on her own, she could not afford to walk out on the only job she
had been able to get.
    “No, I didn’t do it for the money.”
    “So it did make you hot. Say it.”
    Meghan stared at the painting over his
head. Danny counted to ten silently, wondering if she were going to break. He
wanted her to, he wanted to hear those words tumbling from her tongue, wanted
them to be said so she could hear them out loud but he doubted that she would
say them.
    He slowly perused her body, imagining her
tied to the bed, her long legs opened wide and her mouth ready to receive him.
He knew she was broke, that she was about to get evicted and that she had no
other options but to work for him. That excited him, what excited him even more
was the fact that she was a Lowry, he had an axe to grind with her father Tom
and fucking her would give him an immense satisfaction on several levels.
    Long seconds ticked out, counted silently
by their heartbeats. Danny had begun to wonder if she would speak at all when
she said, in a rush, “I came here to be your assistant. That is what the agency
hired me to do.”
    “I will pay you triple what the agency is
if you will tell me why you did it.”
    Danny watched her struggle with the offer.
He had no doubt she would do it, life had long since taught him that every
person had a price, some were just willing to sell themselves a little cheaper
and others were able to hold out for more. Growing up he had seen all too often
people selling their own flesh, and the flesh of others.
    Meghan knew why she had burglarized
homes. Growing up she had been the quintessential poor little rich girl. Her
brother had inherited her mother’s blond good looks and her father’s business
acumen as well as his love of sports. Gregory Lowry had sailed through school
with good grades, girls hanging all over him, his father’s approval and his
mother’s love. Meghan had been a pale and often sickly little girl who had
burned a fiery shade of red every summer when they had gone to their summer
beach house, had been totally lost on the tennis courts and average in class.
Her parents had overlooked her and the girls her age had only wanted to be her
friend in order to get close to Gregory, once they figured out he wanted nothing
to do with his three years younger sister they ignored her in favor of other
girls with brothers that they could use their budding wiles upon.
    Meghan had spent her summers with a
succession of nannies after her sunburns and colds had become too much of a
nuisance for her family to deal with. By her junior high years her mother had grown
tired of attempting to make her shy daughter more socially adept and so Meghan
was shipped off to boarding schools.
    The loneliness and boredom had been
broken the day that she had slipped a small figurine into her pocket at a
party. She could not ever explain how much she had wanted to get caught, had needed to be caught. She had, without knowing it, been in desperate need of attention
from her parents. The attention she had gotten after she had finally been
caught had not at all been the attention she had always dreamed of, that much
she did know.
    Danny was about to simply release her; he
had grown bored with her silence when she finally spoke, “I had nothing to lose.”
    Danny’s left eyebrow quirked up at her
quiet response. It was the truth; maybe not the whole truth but it was the
truth nonetheless. He could guess at the rest of it. He knew her parents,
despised them in fact. The Lowry’s held control of a dying business and they
cut personnel rather than cut back on their own lavish lifestyle. In his
opinion anyone willing to starve people who had served them for no better
reason than to satisfy their own greed weren’t worth knowing.
    He shut that line of thinking off. He knew
if he did not his own childhood would come creeping back to the front of his
mind, bringing with it all the rage and pain of those