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“Your wish is my command, darlin’. Let’s go finish phase three and get the hell out of dodge.”

I laugh at the desire in her eyes as she watches me leave the room. This is one trip I can’t wait to take.

Katherine

We head to a popular restaurant for our lunch with Senator Parker and his new wife. I’m dressed conservatively in a white trouser suit with a black lace cami under the jacket. Sam looks mouth-watering in a navy suit and pink tie. His blondish hair refuses to be tamed, though, and sits spiky on top begging for my fingers to comb it through.

His eyes twinkle as he grabs my hand at the door to the restaurant. “This should be easy, honey. All you have to do is follow my lead and act the sub. You ok with this?”

I look down shyly and say softly. “Yes,Master.”

Then I try to hide my smile as I follow him inside.

They are already here and I’m interested to see target number three. Unlike the others, he’s a good-looking son of a bitch and his wife is, as I’d expect, Washington’s finest to look at. Polished, cool and well-bred with not a hair out of place. He is dressed immaculately in a beige suit with a blue shirt, and they are both glowing from their honeymoon.

He greets Sam like a long-lost friend who introduces me to them. “Scott, Shelby, I’d like you to meet my um… partner, Katherine Rogers.”

I smile shyly at Shelby and look down. Sam nudges me and I lift my eyes to Scott’s and say shyly, “I’m pleased to meet you, sir.”

I see the realization dawn as he takes in the submissive gaze and the sight of my hand holding onto Sam’s arm. He looks across at Sam and I see a look pass between them of understanding.

Shelby obviously doesn’t recognize the power play going on and just smiles at Sam. “It’s good to see you, Sam. How long has it been?”

He smiles charmingly. “Too long, Shelby. So, tell me about your wedding. I’m sorry I couldn’t make it, I was abroad on a business trip I couldn’t get out of.”

For a while, she rattles on about her wedding and we are content to listen. Scott chips in occasionally and plays the attentive new husband. I study the two of them and feel the disgust run through me. The whole set up is fake and just watching them pretend makes me want to hurl. He is no loving husband, he’s a predator, like them all.

He is using Shelby to get where he wants to be with no regard for her at all. She obviously adores him because you can’t fake the flush on her cheeks or the sparkle in her eyes as she looks at him. I wonder what she’d do if she knew about his other love? I’m sure it won’t be long if what Sam says is true.

We order and as soon as the food arrives, the conversation turns to business. Scott asks Sam many questions about some government contract he’s after, and I take a moment to admire the man beside me as he does what he does best. He is cool and to the point and answers every question the Senator throws at him. He has every fact and figure in his head and delivers them professionally and without the hunger that so many of them portray. He doesn’t act as if he needs this contract, and by the end of it, it’s like he’s doing the government a favor by agreeing to take it on.

I can tell the Senator’s impressed, even though his wife is bored shitless. I play my part like I was told to do. I let Sam order for me and only speak when spoken to. I wait for his nod before I eat and maintain some form of contact with him at all times. I don’t look directly at any man, even the Senator and any questions directed my way I answer succinctly and to the point.

When the coffee comes, Shelby makes her excuses and heads to the restrooms. As we watch her Sam says softly. “Senator, we have another matter to discuss with you that is best kept between ourselves.”

I watch as the Senator’s eyes spark with interest and he leans forward. “Go on.”

Sam turns to me and smiles softly. “It’s ok, pet, you can speak freely to the Senator.”

I look at him nervously and see the interest in his eyes. He knows what I am and the Dom in him faces me from across the table. He says firmly, “You can speak.”

I cough nervously. “Um… it’s about your PA, Amelia.”

Instantly, I see his eyes darken with fury and a pulse tick in his face. He leans in and says urgently, “What do you know?”

I swallow and look around me nervously as Sam says in a stern voice. “Speak, pet.”

I whisper, “I know where she is.”

Scott’s eyes fire up with relief as he growls softly, “Where is she?”

I sigh and look at Sam, who nudges me again. “She doesn’t want to be found, but my Master told me I had to tell you. She’s currently on tour with arockband called BlastedRock. She has changed her name to Emily Stone and is masquerading as their manager. I’m sorry, sir, she told me in confidence, but I can’t displease myMaster.”

He sits back in his seat in shock and stares at me with his eyes dark and stormy.

He nods to Sam and I see the gratitude flare in his eyes.

He says gruffly, “Thank you. I mean that. I’ll be forever in your debt if what you say is true.”

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