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Lilith had a hard time keeping her eyes straight. What woman would be able to ignore the black leathers hugging a male’s buttocks tightly? She all but drooled at the round, firm gluteus maximus that rippled as he walked ahead of her.

“Your coat, Ember.”

Quickly untying the black belt, she slipped it off and handed it to the sub behind the reception desk. The look on Hunter’s face brought a flush of heat to bloom over her cheeks. She would never have chosen something this skimpy and tight, but Mistress Ruby had been deaf to her protest, so here she was, decked out in a pair of tight red-hot pants, a short red demi cup corset, fishnet stockings and stiletto pumps.

“Mistress Ruby knows my tastes. She did well dressing you, Ember.”

Lilith didn’t know if she should take the low growl as a compliment or an insult, but one thing stood out like a bear with a sore tooth, Master Crow was different from the man she had come to know. There was a coldness to his demeanor that she had never seen… or felt.

“Come.” He took her arm, tugging on it when she resisted in lieu of looking around.

The dungeon had a medieval look, with huge stone arches leading from one massive room into the other and wide hallways forking in various directions. The furniture was a mixture of large sofas and chairs in shades of black and dark green with a variety of dark gold and copper fabric-covered plush chairs placed in-between. Thick Persian carpets added warmth to the seating areas. Small lantern lights on numerous little tables along with big sconces on the walls offered the dim lighting in the entrance hall.

Then the gruff voices snapping out orders, cries, and screams from distressed subs echoed from within the bowels of the dungeon. Every sound, smell, and sight embodied the wickedness of the Master by her side. This was his kind of territory where he was the hunter, and she the prey.

“The purpose of tonight is to evaluate how well you apply your training in a different environment with skilled Masters and Doms at your beck and call.”

Lilith stopped in her tracks. “Are you saying I will be scening with someone else?”

“Did you think we came here on a date, Ember? Didn’t Mistress Ruby explain to you this was part of your evaluation?”

“She did, but I just thought perhaps… I haven’t seen you in three weeks and after the other night…”

“Do not make the mistake of confusing my role as a trainer with anything more, Ember.”

“I’m not, but I would like to get to know you better. I mean, you know everything about me. I’d like to know a little about you, too.”

“Do I?”

“Do you what?”

“Know everything about you?”

“Well,” she smiled, a little confused at his attitude. “I had to detail my entire life from birth to get into the training academy, so, I’d say so, yes.”

“Hmm. Very well.” He changed direction and ordered two martinis at the bar. “What do you wish to know?”

“Master Crow. Does he have a name?”

“He does, and you should know better than to ask.”

“Okay, but let it be noted that I don’t think it’s fair that you know mine and I don’t know yours.” She took a sip of her drink. “Dare I ask what you do for a living?”

“I own a company.”

“Any hint as to what kind of industry you’re in?” Lilith kept her expression one of interest, while frustration scratched at her to outright ask him about Ground Zero’s contract with the government.

“Service industry.”

Clearly Hunter Sutton knew how to sidestep interrogations. It was time to switch to seduction mode. Not that Lilith ever tried to seduce anyone but sometimes choices weren’t yours to make.

Tilting her head sideways, she blinked slowly. “Mind if we switch topics and I ask you a personal question?”

“Fire away.”

“If I wasn’t a trainee at SSA, would you be interested in getting to know me better… on an intimate level? Perhaps even romantic?”

A darkness flitted across his face. It was so brief, she thought she imagined it. His voice sounded soft as a feather yet as cold as a tomb when he responded, causing a chill to race down her spine.

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