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you misunderstood. I made it very clear that I don’t do happy endings or kink in my sessions.”

He sits down on the table and pulls the sheet back up, covering his lower half. “But aren’t you a

submissive? I just—”

“I’m a submissive, but I’m not your fucking submissive. I’ll see you outside.”

Once I step out, I grab the curtain and close it behind me as hard as I can. It’s not the same as

slamming a door, but that small act of violence helps keep the tears from streaming down my face. He

will never again be allowed on my massage table here.

Pausing just outside, I rest my hand against my heart. It was never supposed to get like this. I was

supposed to be cool and collected as I kicked him off my table. You know, like I was taught at school.

I wasn’t supposed to yell or curse. Yet here I am.

Unsure of what to do, I look around for Master Spencer. As the Dungeon Master, he needs to

know what just happened and why Master Aiden is no longer in my good graces. I cross the main

Black Light floor, heart heavy as I go to tell him how everything went wrong. He smiles up at me, but

quickly furrows his brows as he sees my expression.

“What’s wrong?”

“Master Aiden just asked for a happy ending and—”

“He. Did. What?”

CHAPTER 4

L ila

"A HAPPY ENDING?” MASTER SPENCER REPEATS, HIS RAGE RISING.

“I don’t know how he misunderstood. It’s on my website and everything.”

Master Spencer glares at me. “You listen to me, Lila. You did nothing wrong. That pissant is the

one who’s wronged you, and he’s going to pay.”

“Wait. What? No. I just—”

He doesn’t wait to listen to what I’m saying before storming around me, his eyes flashing with

murderous rage. Helpless, I try to grab his arm, but he shakes me off and heads straight for the curtain.

What do I do now? I’ve never had to deal with one of Master Spencer’s thunderous moods. I do

my best to be a good girl, so I never have to incur anyone’s wrath, much less his. Unsure of what else

to do, I look over at the bar, desperately waving my arms at Klara.

“Klara!” I shout. “Code Red!”