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He shoves his hands in his pockets and backs away. “Good to see you again, Bellamy.”
She gives him a ghost of a smile as I step closer to her and put a possessive hand on her shoulder.
“You look exceptionally stunning tonight, love,” I say when we’re alone.
She glances up at me and smiles. “Thank you, Sir.”
Our exploration of power exchange went much further than either of us expected, and now we’re in our roles almost continually. Even at home, she calls me Sir and follows my orders to the letter. For Bellamy, my word is law, and we wouldn’t have it any other way. It doesn’t mean we don’t have fun. Bellamy loves to laugh, and I love being the one to make that sexy giggle bubble over.
I sit and pick up the scotch, thanking her with a wink as I take the first sip.
“What are we going to do tonight?” she asks as she twirls the toothpick of cherries in her drink.
“Tyson is in town.”
She raises an eyebrow. “What does that mean, Sir?”
Amusement tugs my lips into a wolfish smile, and I lean forward, cupping her flawless cheek. “Nothing like that, love. Though I’m sure Tyson would love a chance to play with you. He’s serving a meal for the owners and a few VIP guests.”
She knows this. Bellamy is the office manager and organizes virtually everything that goes on at the club. But when we’re together as Dom and sub, she puts that part of her aside and lets me take the lead, and pretending she doesn’t know what’s going on helps her set aside the office manager side of her brain.
“It’s high protocol, yes?”
“The highest,” I confirm. “Can you handle that?”
She may submit to me without question, but she struggles if another of the club owners gives her an order. Usually, I let her mouth off to them because they’re like my brothers, and it’s funny. But tonight, that won’t be allowed.
“I know my role,” she says, her eyes drifting shut for a moment as she takes another drink.
Something is bugging her. I’m not sure what, but I’m going to give her a chance to tell me on her own before I press her for information. She’ll tell me if I press, but I prefer it when she shares freely.
We sit in silence, watching the crowd around us for two solid minutes before she clears her throat and looks down at her lap.
“Tobias called me today.”
My gut twists. This is the thing I’ve feared for the last several years, and since he’s been calling me, I had a feeling it was only a matter of time before he called her.
“What did he say?”
Bellamy looks up at me, and I hate the anguish on her face. “Nothing. I missed the call.” She drops her head again and twists the toothpick of garnish in her glass. “I’m scared to call him back.”
I pull the drink out of her reach and pick up her hand. “So, don’t. Not until Monday. Give me one last weekend before we have to face the music.”
She slowly raises her gaze to meet mine. “I can do that, Sir.”
“Good girl. Come have dinner with me.”
We rise, and I pull her close for a deep kiss. When I break free, I point at the floor. “You’ll crawl behind me tonight, love.”
Her demeanor shifts, and she sinks to her knees. This is my favorite part of owning her. The shift into total surrender is delicious to watch, and I have to adjust my cock so I don’t embarrass myself as I head for the private room where Tyson Vance—chef extraordinaire to most of the world, and sadist you don’t want to cross in the club—is laying out a feast.
As we walk through the space, the energy is intoxicating, and I square my shoulders and walk a little taller as eyes follow me and Bellamy. The vision of her crawling behind me is mesmerizing, and people can’t help but stop what they’re doing and watch us.
Only the people lost in their own sensual scenes don’t pay attention.
When we reach the private room where dinner is being held, I motion for Bellamy to kneel along the wall with the other submissives. The Doms will take their places at the table, and the submissives will serve the meal before kneeling at their owners’ feet to be fed by them.
The entire night is highly choreographed to be as sensual as possible, and our VIP members have paid mid-five-figures to take part. Ours is an exclusive club, and we make no apologies for the fact that we are extremely picky about who we grant access.
