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I submit to his lead, my mind slipping into a familiar state of blissful surrender. There’s no confusion here, no uncertainty. Just a very clear directive to obey. When Alessandro dominates me, when hecollarsme, I know exactly who I am and what my place is. It’s so easy to lose myself in that.

“Down,” he orders, pushing me to my knees next to the bed. He retrieves the collar from the nightstand, and goosebumps prickle down my back as he fastens it around my neck.

“There, that’s better,” he whispers, stroking my face. I gulp as he clips on the leash. “Okay, follow me.”

I try to stand up, but he stops me, a smirk on his face.

“No, you crawl.”

Cheeksburning, I try to stand up again, but he forces me back down and gives my ass a hard smack.

“If I have to tell you again, you’re going to be crawling with a sore ass and the plug inside you.”

A defiant growl wells up in my throat, but I force it back down.

“Good girl,” Alessandro praises me. “I saw you surrendering to me there. Keep being good and you’ll get a reward for that.”

I have to swallow my pride as he walks me to the living room, keeping me on a short leash and spanking my ass if I slow down too much. He keeps me at his feet as he pours himself a whiskey, then sits down on the couch, having me kneel in front of him.

I feel like his little pet as he pulls out his phone and starts reading something on it, sipping the whiskey and holding my leash.

“Good girl,” he whispers, sending tingles through my scalp as he strokes my hair. “Very good girl.”

Wow, that feels so good.I sigh, starting to lose myself as warm fuzziness overtakes me.

But eventually, even his stroking fingers can’t stop the real world from intruding into my thoughts.

“Can you help me with something?” I mumble.

His face is so much softer now when he looks at me. It’s as though having me on a leash is bringing him a great sense of ease. “Maybe. What?”

“I told you that my dad got my acceptance to Bover City University canceled, right?”

A grimace. “Yeah, you told me.”

“You think you could get me back in?”

He frowns, but in athinkingway, not in athis-isn’t-going-to-workway. He cups my chin as I look up at him. “Yeah, it could be possible.”

“Will you help? For me?”

Alessandro pauses, looking down at me, and I’m worried he’s going to refuse. But then he smiles, and his fingers return tostroking my hair. “Sure, Ave. I’ll ask Sal to do some digging tomorrow, find out what leverage your dad pulled at BCU to fuck you over. Figure out whose toes we need to step on.”

“Thanks so much, Alessandro!” I try to stand up, to give him a big kiss on the cheek, but he uses the leash to keep me in place. I settle for resting my head on his lap while he continues to stroke me.

Chapter Forty

Ava

The next day, Alessandro takes me to a strip club.

“And why exactly are we here?” I raise my eyebrows as he pulls into the parking lot.

“I told you, we’re meeting with Uncle Sal.”

“In a strip club?”

He laughs, parking in one of thereservedspaces near the front. “Sal runs the joint. The back room is a good place for doing business.”

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