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Chapter Nine
I’m not calmed down at all. Adrenaline being my drug and the reason I’m still not composed. My sister called to check on me; she wasn’t thrilled with the way I sounded, but at least it kept her from asking too many questions. She could tell I had a rough non-date and it wasn’t because I had been ravished in the best ways.
My phone dings with the sound of an email and I move to grab it quickly. He surely wouldn’t have the nerve to email me after everything that happened this morning.
It’s a notification from my bank saying I’ve had a large deposit made into my account. I sit up abruptly, opening the app, even though I already know what this asshole has done. The audacity he has shouldn’t surprise me at this point, but one million damn dollars. “No fucking way.”
I put my hair up in a messy bun and slide on my most comfortable pair of yoga pants and a long t-shirt in a haste, before I grab my keys and leave out the door on a mission. He isn’t going to have a single connection to me and I sure as hell am not going to allow him to have something to hold over my head.
Dropping the address into my phone, I go directly to the house. The long path tells me I have the right place, and when I get to the front door, it’s open this time. I storm through his office and slide open the door that no doubt goes down the hall where I’m bound to find someone.
All the doors are open and the rooms are empty as I pass this time, making me feel as though I may be in this huge place alone for a brief second. “Down on your knees,” I hear the deep voice of a man talking sternly and given the fact that I have a million dollars that belongs to Damon, I don’t care who I’m about to barge in on. He needs to be taught boundaries, which is something he’s not exercised since the first time I saw him in the dressing room.
I turn the corner and slam into a chest, an oomph sound coming from my own as I hit him, not budging him in the slightest. Strong hands brace me as I bounce off his body and my eyes dart around to see who I’ve ran into, finding Damon. Shirtless, dress pants unbuttoned, but still hanging on his hips… fucking sexy as hell… Damon.
“Camille.”
“Don’t Camille me.” I shove off of him, trying to ignore the tattoos nearly covering his body as I create a space between us. “Why did you put the money in my account? And how did you get my account number?” He turns, walking slowly toward a woman who’s sitting on a fancy couch. Another man stands over her dressed in a full black suit. Her elegant dress and long pearl necklace catch my attention and confuse me as Damon stands here half naked and not the slightest bit surprised that I’m here.
The other couple leave the room almost as if they knew that’s what they were supposed to do if I busted in here, I’m sure somehow this is about allowing him to pay full attention to me. Or so he can stare at me and take in every move I make, dissecting me like his little lab project.
Speaking of attention… yeah, his dick is bulging in his pants as he walks toward me. “I refuse to take your money, because I won’t be working with you. I told you it was a bad idea from the very first time you mentioned it and I still feel the same way.”
“Enough.” His loud voice startles me, freezing me in my thoughts and leaving me speechless. “This morning didn’t go how I imagined. It’s my fault for throwing you into it without any preparation… as you made clear in your sexy as hell exit. I still feel like you’re the perfect person to help me with the job.”
“I can’t do all of these things. My mind doesn’t work like this.” I wave my hand around, gesturing to all the furniture in the room. Furniture that I can only imagine has its own special sexual purpose… or many purposes if it comes down to it.
“I don’t expect you to.”
“Then why did you show all of this to me?”
“Camille, just as I told you, this will all be a part of the job. Exposing you to this lifestyle is crucial before you make an official decision.” He starts to pace from side to side and my betraying eyes follow his every step. “But as I watched the emotions on your face as you took in each scene, I knew I had chosen the perfect person to work with.”
“I thought this was about business and you keep looking at me like I’m your next play toy or something. Do you not see a problem here?”
“No I don’t.” He stands confident as we talk, and I continue to pretend he’s not distracting me with his sexy as fuck body.
“I can’t differentiate between business and personal with you. It all seems very personal.”
“It’s very much business, Camille. But there’s nothing wrong with playing a little in the process.” He waves his hand toward the dark wooden bed posts on his bed, my eyes taking in the chains draped down each side.
“This is what I can’t do.” I match his hand movements attempting to make my point very clear.
“Have you ever tried? Giving up all control to someone else… I can’t think of anything more liberating than that, can you?”
“No… I haven’t tried. And I haven’t ever thought of allowing anyone else to control me. I actually tend to do whatever it takes to keep anyone from thinking they have any power over me.”
“Then how do you know?” His deep voice shifts as if he’s trying to persuade me to give in to him.
“She was in pain. They were treating her like trash...”
“She likes it. That’s her trigger. Yours will be different.” He quickly interrupts me with the heat of his hand on my arm.
“You won’t be finding out. If you still want me to work with you, then start telling me about this project, but I don’t want to hear another word about this… free your mind stuff. I won’t mix business with anything else, especially when it’s this much money. Take it or leave it, that’s my only offer.”
“I watched you as you witnessed the scenes in each room.” He steps closer toward me as he continues to talk. “You were fascinated with the ropes… and seemed to focus on the submissive character in all scenarios.” He moves a strand of loose hair off my cheek, sliding his finger over my skin as he does. “This tells me you’d prefer to be led in sexual encounters.”
“You don’t get to spend an hour with me and assume you know what I like.”
