Jax tugged the chain attached to Aria’s collar, leading her from the garage into the mansion like she was his personal pet.

Aria’s heart hammered wildly. She was completely naked, her ass still red from his spanking, her thighs slick with arousal. Every step made the collar shift against her neck, a constant reminder of how completely she was at his mercy.

"Jax… the staff might still be awake," she whispered, voice trembling with both fear and excitement. "My father could come home any minute."

He didn’t slow down. "Then they’ll see exactly who owns you now."

He led her through the dimly lit hallway toward the east wing, where...