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Sadly, the VIP area had a perfect view over the whole club. I scanned the room, but there wasn’t a single nook to hide. If I wanted to get out, I had to cross the entire club and dancefloor. And there was a realistic chance Alex would see me.
But, on the other hand, it was only a matter of minutes until his goons would tell him I was gone. And then, my chances to get out of here were close to zero.
I could use Cherry and Floyd as a shield to the dancefloor and make my escape from there. “Care to dance?” I asked Cherry, whose smile transformed her whole face.
“You interested in a threesome?” Cherry shot back.
My eyes bulged.
Holy shit. We’d known each other for five minutes max and she was already suggesting a threesome? What the hell was it today with all the sex-crazed people? But I smiled and cocked my head. “Maybe.”
I just needed them to go with me to the dancefloor, and then, I would be off.
Cherry jumped from her stool, and Floyd straightened. They took me in the middle, and together, we walked to the dancefloor, and I prayed to God that Alex wouldn’t discover me or hear about my escape.
CHAPTER TWELVE
“Boss.” Matteo walked up to me.
This was becoming a pattern—him interrupting me.
I narrowed my eyes and met his gaze.
He leaned down to whisper in my ear, and I let my eyes sweep over the dancefloor.
“Fiona Donnelly escaped from your office.”
I heard Matt’s words the same second my eyes locked in on her on the way to the dancefloor.
Fuck me.
She was sandwiched between two regulars, Cherry and Floyd, whom I knew for a fact were both Doms and always on the search for a sub to dominate together. Though, usually, they kept that shit to Sanctum—the sex club my family owned—and came here to relax, not find their next hookup.
I shot up, ignored Matt’s bewildered look, then took the stairs down two at a time.
I was there right before they started dancing, though I didn’t have to see it to know how this would work out. Cherry would kiss her, and Floyd would grind against her from the back.
A surge of anger and possessiveness washed through my body.
Fee was mine.
Mine to hold.
Mine to touch.
Mine.
“Cherry, Floyd.”
All three of them stopped and turned. I clamped my hand around Fee’s arm when she turned around with a gasp.
“Hey, Master Alex,” Cherry said, then her smile fell when she stared at my hand on Fee’s arm.
“Ahem, we…” Cherry seemed shocked, while Floyd seemed embarrassed before he got a grip on himself.
“Fee.” I pulled her toward me until she was flush against the side of my body. “I see you met Cherry and Floyd.”
I looked down at her, narrowed my eyes, and gave her a silent warning to play along.
