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I didn’t want to pass him and head to the bar, so I turned away as he approached, swiping off my tears before casting my gaze to the floor.I didn’t want Tony to see the sophomoric hurt I’d inflicted upon myself.When I felt his presence behind me, it was like a fucking disturbance in the force.I closed my eyes for a half second, calling myself a zillion kinds of fool as Tony stopped alongside me.
“What’s wrong, angel?”
What’s wrong?You.Her.My whole fucking life!
“Nothing,” I mumbled.
I felt his stare bore into the side of my face, like a damn laser beam.I kept my gaze pinned to the floor and slid my trembling hands behind my back.
“Why are you standing in the hall crying, sweetheart?”
Sweetheart?I’m not your sweetheart...I’m the brat!Remember?
“I accidentally locked myself out.I was on my way to get a key from Sammie.”
“Mistress Sammie, you mean.”
“Yes, Sir.”And, dammit, why was I allowinghimto correct me?He wasn’t my Dom.He wasn’t my mentor.He meant nothing to me, and I damn well didn’t matter to him.A fact I needed to start hammering into my head then and there.“Have a good night, Sir,” I replied in a curt and icy tone.Turning on my heel, I marched to the bar.
I didn’t know what was worse, mooning over a playboy sadist like a love-sick puppy or the expressions of sympathy from the members seated at the bar.
“Hey, baby.”Sammie’s loving smile was like a balm.“I heard you were here.I was going to pop in and check on you when I got a lull, but so far, it’s been crazy busy.”
“It’s okay.I’m fine,” I lied.
Sammie studied my face before her lips turned down in a sad smile.“No, you’re not.Not yet, but you will be.You’re a strong woman, and you’ll get past this.”
I answered with a quick nod.“I need to ask a favor.”
“Anything.”
“Can I have the key to George’s room?I accidentally locked myself out.”
“Sure.”Sammie grinned as she reached for the key.
A couple of the members seated at the bar issued hushed sympathies.Thanking them, I reassured them that I was fine while trying not to climb out of my skin.Sammie laid the key upon the polished mahogany surface, and I snatched it up, quickly.
“Can I get you something to drink?”
“No, thank you, Mistress.I’m going to go to my room and go to bed.”
“If you need anything else, you just let me know, okay?”
Bristling, I wanted to scream.I’d been offered help for the umpteenth time.I was sick to death of everyone treating me like I was a damn invalid.
“Yes, Ma’am.Thank you.”I forced a smile before scurrying back toward the hallway.
Rounding the corner, I saw Tony standing next to his room, digging into his pocket.Destiny was upright and slumped against his imposing body.He turned his head and stared at me before sliding his key into the lock.
A cold sweat broke out over my forehead, and the walls seemed to breathe as I tried to align the key with my own lock.The doorknob began to blur.Behind my eyes, silvery lights flashed within a smoky black haze.My ears filled with a droning hum, muffling the noise coming from the dungeon.My knees began to buckle as darkness swallowed me up.
A deep, masculine voice kept calling my name.There was something cold and wet across my forehead.I opened my eyes and found I was in bed, back in my room.Mika was seated on the edge of the bed next to me.Worry lined his face.
“That a girl.”Mika smiled tightly.
“What are you doing here?”I swallowed, spying a crowd of faces peering in through the open door behind his left shoulder.
“You passed out, pet.Have you eaten today?You promised me this morning you’d eat after the funeral.”
