Page 134 of Unhinged Obsession

"Not right now. I don't want my cock bouncing everywhere when I tackle you."

She laughed, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, fair enough."

I grinned at her. "Okay, are you ready?"

Before she could answer, I leaped forward, grabbing her by the throat. She gasped, not expecting the attack. I held her firmly, but not enough to completely cut off her oxygen.

I looked into her eyes, smiling cruelly.

"What are you going to do, Yara? Let's see what you've got."

I grinned as I squeezed tighter. She gasped while clawing at my hands, trying to free herself.

I could feel my inner darkness taking over as I held her in the air by her neck. She kicked one of her legs out, trying to connect with my balls. I quickly moved my lower body to the left, avoiding contact with her foot.

I learned my lesson the hard way as far as my nuts were concerned. I saw her face turning a light shade of purple.

I could quickly kill her right now, and no one would know.

No one at all.

I watched intently as she struggled for air against my vise-like grip around her windpipe. I eased up on my hold, allowing her to suck some oxygen into her lungs. Her eyes were red and tearing. Before I did irreparable harm, I lowered her back to the floor and released her neck.

When I let her go, she keeled over, coughing and struggling to breathe. She gulped in a few deep breaths; her face turned from light purple to a healthy pink. She finally caught her breath, looking at me with murder in her eyes.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?!!!! You could have killed me, you sick fuck!!!"

I just grinned at her nonchalantly. "Don't be so dramatic, Yara. I challenged you, and you lost."

She looked at me like I had two heads.

"You didn't even give me a chance, fuckhead. Your psycho ass grabbed me by the neck with no warning. You fucking cheated!"

I laughed at her. "All is fair in love and war, Yara. Now it's time to pay up. Quit whining."

I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her from the floor, and brought her over to the chains. The cuffs were already attached; she didn't resist or fight, which surprised me. I set her on the floor in front of me.

"Give me your wrists."

She hesitated, looking at me nervously.

"I don't know about this Atlas. I may have second thoughts. I don't want you to lose control and kill me, for Christ’s sake!"

I raised a brow, grinning at her.

"So, no then?"

She was still naked, and even though I had been hesitant before, now I wanted a session with her. I needed to decompress. Her eyes stared into mine. I could see her struggling with indecision. "Give me a couple of minutes to think about it, Atlas. You scare me a little."

Atlas

I would not force Yara to submit to me. This had to be her decision. She wasn't some random chick I became insanely obsessive over. She was one of my employees. I cracked my knuckles and nodded, leaning against the St. Andrew's Cross, giving her a few minutes to decide.

Maybe I shouldn't have done breath play with her so soon, but I wouldn't play fair. I wanted her to know immediately who was in charge.

She was kneeling on the floor, rubbing her hands up and down the front of her thighs, deep in thought.