His Command: (Billionaire Bound: Part 1) A Dark New Adult Romance by Ella Slade

pleased with the desserts you provided, Miss Monroe,” he said at last, and Beth felt her throat constrict at the sudden formality in his voice. “Here is the tip I promised you.”
    A fat stack of bills was put in her hands, and glancing at it quickly made it apparent he had given her at least seven hundred dollars; Beth swallowed, ignoring the desire to ask if she had done something wrong, that he had suddenly gone back to being the distant businessman. He had to be pleased with her to offer a tip this large, and… really, had she expected anything more than that? Well, what had happened was already more than she had expected, so anything more than that was just ridiculous to expect.
    She took a deep breath and moved away from the piano a little bit. “Thank you, Mr. Cavanaugh,” she answered quietly, folding the bills small enough to fit them into the palm of her hand, so that no one else could so easily see them. Beth started to leave, to head back out to the party.
    “Miss Monroe,” he stopped her. “As much as I would like to imagine you would enjoy the rest of your time at my party, would you like a car to take you home? I will see that your friend, Miss Sutton, is taken home safely as well, once she has exhausted herself.” So he had realized Kylie had come with her. But she stopped and looked back at him. There was a part of her that thought she should stick out the rest of the party so that her disappointment in how he’d reverted wasn’t as obvious, but…
    “That would be great,” she decided with a sigh. “I’m really not used to things like this. My feet are killing me thanks to these heels.”
    He chuckled slightly. “Of course. If you head downstairs, I’ll have a car brought around front. Thank you again for your fine work this evening.” Ciaran brushed past her, and Beth stood there for a minute, feeling a hand constrict tightly around her heart. Then, she was taking a deep breath and heading to the elevator—the service elevator again, instead of the main one. There might be still people coming and going in that one, and she didn’t feel like being harassed anymore tonight, not when she could still feel his hands and lips on her.
    As soon as the doors to the elevator shut, it got much quieter, and she leaned her head back against the cool metal as the gears worked their way downward to the street. She couldn’t figure out why she was so disappointed. Ciaran was still basically just a stranger, and the fact that he had done something like that at all was something she would wonder as to the reality of. It had completely… blown her mind. But she could still feel the scarves that he had used to tie her up, and the slightest shifting of her hips made her blush a little to feel her wet panties rubbing at her slit. God, she didn’t know if she’d ever had an orgasm like that, regardless of the fact that she wasn’t a virgin. Sneaking it in the backseat of a high school guy’s beat-up car didn’t really have the same effect that that did.
    Beth straightened when the elevator door opened, and exited the building out the side door she and Kylie had come through before. With how late it had gotten, she had still been inside for the better part of two hours once the party had actually started, which almost impressed her considering how out of place she had been. God, he had actually seemed to care that she was being bullied by those girls, but then he had just turned away from her like she was… nothing.
    As promised, there was a car waiting for her at the front, the same driver from before, probably to make sure she was recognized, and he opened the door for her. Once he had climbed back into the driver’s seat, Beth rattled off her address and peeled off her heels, leaning into the seat and closing her eyes. Kylie would probably be at the party until the small hours of the morning, but she was already exhausted after just those couple of hours. It didn’t take too long to get to her