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I was able to hide my predilections for years, but no longer saw a reason to shame myself for being who I am. He is a patron at The Velvet Rooms down in Washington DC, and now he knows that I used to frequent the same establishment’s Boston location for years. It has become a secret that we share between the two of us, though I’m sure our girls will make sure that it won’t stay a secret for long.

Claire and I haven’t been back to The Velvet Rooms since our first date, but we have plans to go there soon, now that the semester is over, and we no longer have to worry about being seen together in public.

I cast him a coy smile, and he grins at me, before turning to Chase and Madison.

„Sure! Let’s dance!” Madison pipes.

She grabs Chase’s hand and they jump up from their seats. Heavily pregnant or not, it looks like Madison still has no problem keeping up with her highly energetic fiancé.

„Have fun,” I tell them, as they bounce off to the dance floor.

„We can dance, too,” Claire says, as she rests her head against my shoulder. „Or…we can just sit here and enjoy this moment.”

„I’d prefer that,” I say, giving her a gentle squeeze.

„Me too,” she sighs, as she melts into me. „Me too, my Sir.”

Epilogue

Claire

The dimly lit room, adorned with dark red velvet curtains, pulsates with an alluring ambiance. The grand stage is bathed in ethereal golden light, ready to host events that blur fantasy and reality. Golden champagne flutes clink all around us and everyone is draped in luxurious and kinky outfits. The men are wearing black suits or tuxedos and most of the women are dressed in lingerie, either white or black, as is typical for The Velvet Rooms.

I’m dressed in black tonight, wearing a slightly sheer bra with matching panties, adorned with intricate lace around the hem. I opted for fishnet stockings and the tallest heels I’ve ever worn, completing the look with dramatic make-up: feline-inspired eyeliner and dark eye-shadow topped with golden sparkles.

„Fiercely beautiful,” Aston commented, when he saw me coming out of the bathroom before we left.

I look so different from the first night we met, but that’s the entire point. I have changed in the past seven months. I’m no longer a shy and anxious virgin, but a confident submissive who knows what she likes and needs. The collar around my neck makes me feel strong and secure, knowing that it will keep me safe, despite my bold appearance. It’s a beautiful reminder of my place in this world—next to him.

I felt confident when we marched through the archway into the venue, and I loved the eyes that followed us to the bar. I can feel the appreciation, and I’m flooded with a sense of belonging, finally feeling like I’ve found myself—and a home in the man who is standing next to me.

The air is infused with exotic incense, and ornate hookahs release fragrant wisps, and I’m enchanted by the atmosphere when Aston and I take our seats at the bar. He orders our drinks, and a moment later two golden flutes with champagne are placed in front of us.

„How are you feeling?” Aston wants to know. „Nervous?”

„Not at all,” I say truthfully. „It’s different this time.”

He smiles and reaches forward to play with the d-ring at the front of my collar. „It is, isn’t it.”

I notice him glance to the side and nod at someone, and when I turn to face the same direction, I realize that it’s a beautiful brunette in a set of dark lingerie, her long brown hair tied up into a very long ponytail. She’s hanging on to a very handsome man with raven black hair, who nods back at Aston.

„Who is that?” I ask in a whisper, feeling the tight and unpleasant clamp of jealousy closing around my heart. Is she someone from Aston’s past? Did they share a few play sessions at this club?

„Oh, just an acquaintance,” Aston says nonchalantly.

„An…intimate acquaintance?” I ask hesitantly, though I’m not sure if I really want to hear the answer.

He looks at me, his eyebrow curved in surprise, before he starts laughing.

„Oh, no, it’s nothing like that,” he says. „His name is Rowan, I’ve just met him here before a few times. Nice young man with a tumultuous past.”

I feel embarrassed and hide behind my champagne as I realize that he was nodding at the man, and not the beautiful woman next to him.

„I don’t know the girl who was with him, though I think I may have seen her face behind the bar before, she might work here,” he goes on. „But seeing Rowan actually gave me an idea for tonight, you know.”

I throw him a puzzled look. „How so?”

He leans in closer, taking both of my hands in his, while he brings his face close to mine.

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