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“As soon as possible. We’d start working as early as tomorrow if you’re still interested.” He guides me back to the chair and I sit back to make myself think about this. Can I do something like this?

“I need to think about this.”

“Of course. The money is yours to keep no matter what you decide.”

“Damon, I’m not keeping one million dollars if I don’t do this.”

“Then make it easy and say you’ll at least give it a try. We can start slow.” I watch this man in front of me and realize he’s actually making me consider such absurdities.

I begin to feel the anger build and it isn’t long and I’m absolutely livid. This isn’t me… I’ll never be able to allow someone to tie me up or let others to watch me while I have sex.

“Will you be sending me the contract so I can have my lawyers look it over? And will I be able to add restrictions?”

“Of course.” I purposely stare at him, allowing my eyes to scan over him once again before I say anything further.

“And it’ll state that anytime I want out of the contract, it will be at my own discretion?”

“Yes, as we agreed. Just have anything you want added as an addendum and I’ll sign off on the changes.” He really wants me to do this, determination written all over his face and his actions over the past few days haven’t deterred from that focus.

“Let me think about everything tonight and I’ll come see you tomorrow morning to let you know my decision.”

“I’ll have Joe pick you up.”

“Thank you.” I respond softly, hoping to reel him back into the way he was just looking at me in the other room. He glances at me for a brief second before he stands and walks toward the door.

We’re almost to the front door of the house when I hear a female voice yell Damon’s name. We both stop walking and turn to see who it is, only to find Jessica and Craig walking toward us. She’s wearing her dress again and I find it only slightly nerve wracking to look them both in the eye. I decide not to be shy and intimidated this time.

“Hi, my name is Camille. Damon forgot to introduce me to you both earlier. The smile on Jessica’s face grows larger as she holds out her tiny hand to shake mine. Craig looks over my head and nods slightly to Damon as he shakes my hand before returning it to his side just as quick.

Jessica on the other hand, reaches out once again, this time handing me a box. My surprise must be obvious on my face, because she instantly begins to convince me to open it.

The box is wrapped similar to the one she gave Craig during their ceremony. I remember the way the same silver ribbon fell to the ground as I pull it free from my own gift box. The lid slides off and my mouth falls open when I see a long strand of beads, very similar to the ones she’s wearing around her neck again.

“I can’t.”

“Part of our agreement is that we both take someone under our wing and help them find the freedom that we’ve found here. What you need may be completely different than what I needed, but I’ve chosen you as that person.”

“No I really can’t.” I try to get out of this now very awkward situation, but it isn’t working with Jessica’s insistence on me being the one. How in the fuck do I keep getting picked for the weird shit, only to have my life turned upside down and then thrown around from where I think it’s going. I’m getting damn whiplash from all of this already.

“I can tell you’re curious about things in this house. Just allow your mind to open and your possibilities will be endless. And if you ever need to talk to anyone, I’ll help you through the ropes.” She laughs and I giggle louder than I plan to when I get her subtle rope insinuation, only making everyone stare at me like I’m the only freak amongst us.

“Well, thank you.” I let my finger brush over the beads before I close the lid on them once again.

“You’re welcome. I look forward to one day watching you pass down a strand on yourself.” I look over my shoulder to see Damon looking a bit irritated as we continue to talk.

“I better get home now.” She leans in to hug me and I respond with the only thing I can think about right now. “You had a beautiful ceremony, you two are really lucky to have found someone who you can be that free with.” I throw her own use of the word freedom back at her, since I can’t disagree that she seems to have found that in Craig… or at least it appeared that way in the single hour that I’ve been near them.

Damon touches the small of my back as he opens the front door, guiding me away from the two. “Good night.” I quickly get the words out before he closes the door behind us.

“Did I do something wrong?” He’s walking in a haste toward my car. Luckily this walkway is long enough that I can attempt to get an answer. He doesn’t respond until we’re almost half way to my car.

“No. Why do you ask?” His steps become slower and I take a deep breath before I finally feel like I can just put it out there… after all, if he doesn’t like what I have to say, he’ll just fire me and I can go back to my bed-office and my normal non-dramatic life tomorrow.

“Because one minute you’re telling me you don’t want any of those fuckers to watch you fuck me for the first time, then the next you can’t get me out of the house fast enough.” He stops mid-step, turning to grip my arms to face me before he replies. He looks into my eyes, then at my chin, my chest, my forehead… everywhere but back into my eyes.

“You want a clear divide between business and anything else you take part in. I’m giving you that, because first and foremost I need you to want to work with me above anything else. As much as you don’t want to disrupt a business relationship with me, I can’t have anything ruin it either. This will all be for show and we both have to agree to that. When it’s all over, we move on without any strings attached.” He finally looks into my eyes and it’s as clear as day how serious he is about this. Wow.

I’m not sure what caused the sudden change of attraction on his part, but I’m finally getting what I asked for. I guess next time I should be a little more clear about what I want when I yell at him.

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