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I look over my shoulder. “Yes?”
“Be careful.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Are we still talking about the club?”
“We’re talking about the woman you brought to the club. I was there last night, and you seemed more…takenthan normal.”
A sliver of warmth hits my neck, and I bristle at the suggestion. “I think you were seeing things.”
“Maybe I was. But if you feel something for this woman, make sure you never bring her to the club without a collar again.”
I nod.
Then I turn to leave without saying goodbye.
I’m not sure if I should be pissed or flattered. I guess I’m both. I’m flattered that Braden thinks highly enough of me to speak to me about a club issue without simply canceling my membership. I’m also pissed that he’s sticking his nose into my personal business. Then again, he owns the club, and that makes him responsible for everyone’s safety, including my own.
He’s wrong, though.
Mandyisgorgeous. She’s the only one who doesn’t see herself that way. And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy every minute of our interlude last night. Why did I neglect the collar? It’s unlike me, and Mandy means more to me than anyone I’ve ever taken to the club, so why wasn’t Imorecautious instead of less? I thought about it last night, so much that I couldn’t sleep.
And I realized it’s because I don’t think of Mandy in that way—as a submissive. But damn…she acted like a submissive last night. My body is reacting just thinking about it.
But Braden doesn’t have to worry.
Mandy will never step foot in the club again.
I’ll make sure of it.
The best way to make sure of it? I need to find someone new. Someone I can slake my desires with. Someone who isnotAmanda Thomas. Someone whose innocence and naivete were taken long ago.
And I know just the one.
Once I’m back in my office, I send a text.
You going to the club tonight?
The three dots and then her reply—
Absolutely. See you there at nine thirty.
Chapter Seventeen
Amanda
Five o’clock. On Friday.
As usual, I have no plans for the evening.
No problem. Once I’m free for the day, I pull up my search engine and typeBlack Rose Undergroundinto the bar. Then I add quotation marks around the words.
And…nothing.
Well, it’s a private club—a private BDSM club, so of course it wouldn’t have a huge website or anything like that.
But it seriously isnowhereon the internet. No one even mentions it on a blog or a journal or anything.
Of course they don’t. They all signed a nondisclosure agreement.
