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I’m glad I have Markus on retainer. There’s a good chance I might end up in jail tonight.

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Tiffany

“Take your hands off her right now, Robinson, or I’ll cut them off for you.”

Tiffany had never been so happy to hear Lukus’s voice. When her captor failed to release her fast enough for Lukus, she felt herself being yanked back into Lukus’s arms, her back pressed against his chest, wrapped in his protective embrace. She could feel tension building in the silent standoff between the two Doms.

The older man broke the silence with a stiff response. “Mitchell.”

“Robinson. I think you should be heading out.”

“Fuck you. I just got here. Since when do you play referee out on the club floor? She’s not collared. She’s fair game.”

“The hell she is. Take one last good look at this woman so you’ll know her when you see her. Listen up. If I ever see you so much as glancing her way, let alone talking to her, or touching her ever again, I’ll knock you into next year. Got that?”

Tiffany felt Lukus shaking with anger while holding her tight against him. Unfortunately, she knew a good share of his justifiable anger was directed at her for disobeying him. She prayed the Dom in front of her would back down, because she was going to feel even worse if they threw punches over her stupid curiosity.

Robinson began to show signs of withdrawing. Unfortunately for the slave girl at his feet, he turned his anger towards her as he yanked her leash, hauling her forward to her hands and knees. His menacing eyes never left Lukus’s. “I don’t know what you’re playing at here, Lukus. You made the fucking rules, so you better damn well follow them. I don’t care who the fuck she is. If she shows up here without a collar again, she is mine.”

“Touch her and die.”

Tiff saw a flash of gleeful surprise cross Robinson’s face. “Holy shit. The rumors are true. You’re going soft over a piece of ass. At least she looks to be a juicy piece.” Robinson’s gaze swept down over Tiffany’s body. She could feel Lukus tensing. Knowing she needed to keep him from doing something stupid, she turned in his arms, reaching up to hold his face in her hands.

“Honey, look at me. I am so sorry. This is totally my fault. Don’t get in a fight over me. Let’s go upstairs. Please.”

Lukus refused to take his eyes off the predator behind her, but he did lean in to whisper against her ear. “I can’t fucking believe you defied me. We just talked about it. You did exactly what I told you not to do.”

Obviously, his whisper hadn’t been soft enough, because she could hear the mocking laughter behind her. “Trouble in paradise, Mitchell? I fucking love it. The Master’s Master can’t control his sub. You must be losing your touch.”

“Get the fuck out now, Robinson, before I rethink your reinstatement.”

Tiffany was surprised to hear another voice join them. “Do we have a problem here, boss?”

“Ethan, show Robinson out, and make sure he doesn’t come back tonight. Turn off his access card.”

“This is bullshit. I haven’t broken any club rules. If anyone has, you did by letting your sub wander around without her fucking collar on.”

Before she could stop him, as if she could have anyway, Lukus shoved Tiff aside, and had Robinson by the collar, pulling the shorter man until their angry faces were just inches apart. “I’ll make this easy for you. It’s my club, and I make the rules. It’s a simple rule. Touch her and die, got it?”

They all held their breath, waiting to see who would make the next move, until the club door opened, and Derek stepped through. She could see his momentary confusion at the scene before him, but he must have figured it out quickly, because he stepped up next to Lukus. Tiff could see the first real flicker of fear crossing Robinson’s expression when faced with the dynamic duo of Lukus and Derek. They really did make an intimidating pair.

Ethan stepped up. “Derek, can you please escort Mr. Robinson out. I’ll take care of revoking his entry access.”

Tiffany snuck a glance up at Derek and saw him glaring at her. Luckily, she was saved from his wrath by the older Dom finally moving to leave. He stepped out of Lukus’s grasp and jerked on his sub’s leash. “Come along, slut.” The young girl didn’t look too happy, but she scrambled to her feet, quickly catching up before he pulled her leash again. Derek threw Tiff a dirty look before he stomped out behind the ejected couple, leaving Tiff to face Lukus’s justified wrath on her own.

Before she knew it, she was gripped by her upper arms and pulled tight against his chest. She’d never seen Lukus this angry; the sight took her breath away. He may have been looking into her eyes, but he was talking to the club manager standing behind her. “Ethan, this is Tiffany O’Sullivan. She is my girlfriend. I’ll give you her photo. I want you to share it with all the employees so everyone knows who she is and that she’s to be protected at all times. She has full access to the back of house, my office and the loft, but her access card explicitly excludes her access to the club. She is not a member, and as such, should never be here without being at my side as my guest. Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir. I’ll make sure everyone knows. If you don’t mind me asking, how did she get in tonight? Do we have a security problem here?”

“That’s an excellent question, Mr. Walsh. Would you care to enlighten us, Tiffany? I’d love to hear exactly how you gained access to the club, despite my explicit instructions to the contrary.”

“I wasn’t thinking. I’m so sorry. I was just curious. I was only going to take a peek.”

“I’m gonna tan your hide so hard you aren’t going to sit for the rest of the night. God dammit, Tiff, Robinson is the absolutely last member of the club I’d ever want to expose you to.” She could hear the emotion in his voice as he suddenly hugged her tightly to him. In spite of his threat to spank her, she was relieved by his protective reaction. They spent a long moment clinging to each other, both needing to calm down. When they parted, Lukus had regained his composure.

“Tiffany, I want you to apologize to Ethan. He’s my club manager, and you made a hot mess here tonight. We’re lucky it’s early and there aren’t many members here yet.”

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