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“We plan to.”Nick beamed as George and Leagh made their way to a table in the center of the restaurant.

“Just for the record, I totally agree with George.”Mistress Ivory nodded with a cheeky grin.“Just sayin’.”

Nick chuckled, then announced with a proud smile, “She’ll be accompanying us to the club tonight.”

“Oh, good.I look forward to watching you two work her.”Ivory grinned.

Suddenly, the bottom fell out of my stomach.Work her?What the hell did that mean?I snapped my head and looked at Dylan in confusion.

“She means she’s going to enjoy watching us scene with you, kitten.”

“You mean, people are going to watch us, Sir?”

“Of course, little one,” Nick replied as he turned in the booth, shielding me from the other patrons.“Is there a problem with that?”

“I-I…I thought we would be doing things in your private room, Sir.”

“Oh, we will, after.”Dylan grinned.

As I began worrying about what they intended to do to me in the crowded dungeon, the waitress placed our drinks and three heaping bowls of salad on the table.My stomach rolled when the scent of Italian dressing wafted up my nose.

Trust them, Sanna.You’ve got to let go and trust them.They love you.

I hesitated, then picked up my fork.“You okay, little one?”Nick asked.

“Yes, I’m just scared,” I bravely confessed.

“Do you trust us?”he asked, dark eyes drilling into me.

“Yes,” I answered without an ounce of reservation.

“Then you don’t need to be scared.We’ll protect you, Savannah.Even as we test your limits, we will always protect you.”

As he cupped my chin and softly kissed my lips, a blanket of peace washed over me.

“I fucking love you,” he murmured against my mouth.

Inside the lobby of Club Genesis, voices and laughter filled the air as we stood in line to be checked in.Dylan and Nick beamed with pride as they introduced me to everyone around us.Though I felt naked in only my corset and short, ruffled skirt, I smiled and greeted each person, inwardly praying I didn’t have to remember all their names.

Muffled sounds of paddles and whips filled the air, growing louder as members passed through a thick curtain near the front of the line.I was anxious to see what lay beyond in the next room.

Antsy and self-conscious about the amount of cleavage and skin I was exposing, I couldn’t stop tugging at my trench coat around me.

“You look stunning, little one.Stop fidgeting,” Nick growled in my ear.

“I’m trying, Master,” I whispered, nibbling my bottom lip.

“Stop stressing.Think of everyone around us as a big extended family.”Dylan smiled.

“Seriously, Master.I doubt my Aunt Emily, the crazy cat lady of Tulsa, is into this stuff.”

“I thought you only had Mellie?”Dylan asked in confusion.

“We don’t talk to Aunt Emily for a reason,” I chuckled.“She’s crazy.I mean, full-on bonkers.Like, little white coat with funny sleeves crazy.My own dad wouldn’t even talk to her, and she was hisonlysister.”

“So, does mental illness run in your family, kitten?”Dylan sobered.

“No!”I hissed in a hushed whisper.

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