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We pull up to the gate and I nod. “I know the plan is for us to leave after we get the money, but I think I might want to stay. Or at least, stay close by. I’ve been gone for so long.” I stop talking when I notice that Cal is getting upset.
“If this is because of her, Nate, then you’re making a huge mistake.” I groan and rub my hand over my hair.
“I don’t get why you hate her so much, Cal. I don’t think I ever will, but I’m done fighting with you about it. Let’s just go inside and play some games like we used to. Have a chill day.”
He parks the car and I open my door, leaving him to his thoughts. When I reach the front door, my father is there, scowling.
“One day home and you’re already having your brother make poor choices, I see. Skipping school? Really, Cal?” he scolds my brother from over my shoulder and Cal laughs, shoving us to the side to enter the house. I try to follow, but Father grabs my arm and gets into my face.
“Don’t make me regret bringing you home. Big changes are coming, and I won’t have you screwing things up.” He threatens me then continues walking outside and down to his waiting car.
What the fuck was that about?
Chapter Eleven
Shit, I am so late. I zip up my thigh-high boots and stand from the bed. Kian grumbles at me, despite knowing better.
“I don’t know why you continue to work at the club; you’re going to get caught one of these days,” he growls, as I place my lips on his and kiss him until he’s panting and trying to pull me back in his bed.
“I love my job, and you can’t complain at all the new tricks I learn,” I tell him with a wink, then move over toward his bedroom door. “I also have to work tomorrow, but I’m free on Saturday. Come over? Mom and your dad are still in Rome.” He gives me a nod and throws the blanket off to show me that he’s jerking his dick. A bead of pre-cum leaks from the tip and I groan.
“You don’t play fair, Ki,” I scold, then move back over to his bed. I lean down and hover over his cock. “Maybe just one lick,” I tell him then swallow him down.
“Fuck. Yeah, baby, just like that,” he groans, and I smile around his girth. I give him a thorough suck, making sure to catch all that creamy goodness, then pop my mouth off and rush back to the door.
“What the fuck?” he growls and I laugh as I leave his room, moving down the hall. I bend down to pet Mouse, then grab my bag and phone from the entry table. She purrs and moves around my feet, almost tripping me. I lean back in the hall and shout.
“Your pussy needs some attention.” I’m fighting not to laugh when Ki starts muttering. He just came like ten minutes ago, and I was damn good, so he will be fine. I’ll make it up to him in a few days.
I lock his door, then rush to my car. I am going to be so late, but Shina won’t care. I’m never late, and I’m one of her best girls. Some of the others won’t do what I will, and that makes me her top Domme. I mean, some of the shit the clients ask for is a little wild, but as long as they follow my rules, I’m pretty chill.
I pull up in front ofFantasiesand quickly park. Rock greets me at the door, and I give him a quick kiss on the cheek. He guards the entrance, and is always sweet to me. I originally met him in bio class, but when he applied for a job here, I was relieved. The last bodyguard was a total skeeze. Just because of where I work, it does not mean that I am a whore to be bought.
“Hey girl, you have a client in room five. He’s requesting the silver package,” June tells me when I drop my stuff off in my locker. I give her a nod and race to the room. The silver package isn’t too extreme, but it is fun. I knock to be polite and enter when they say to come in. The lighting is dim in here, but I can smell him.
“You shouldn’t be here,” I grumble, but don’t jump when strong hands grip my hips from behind.
He breathes in my shampoo and groans. “I thought this was the only place we could talk without fear of being caught.” I nod and move away from him. Finding the bed, I sit on the edge and cross my legs. If I don’t need to be on my feet, then I’m not going to be. These boots are hot as hell, but uncomfortable as shit.
“Well, you paid for the hour, so what do you want to talk about, Nate?” I lean over and grab the remote from the side table to adjust the lighting. He blinks a few times, then sits next to me. He seems nervous and keeps wiping his palms on his jeans.
“I’ve been curious about this place ever since you mentioned working here,” he mumbles and I laugh.
“It’s a BDSM club, Nate. I’m sure there were tons of these places in England.” He glances my way and shakes his head.
“I never went out much. But anyway, I’m here now, and I don’t want you to chain me to that wall, or whip me… yet,” he says with a wink and I raise my brow in surprise. Fuck, that would be so hot. I don’t sleep with clients. I only dominate them, or teach their partners how to control them in a safe way.
I’ve been interested in this life for a while. I went to a place last year with Kian, by accident, but I fell in love with the way the women were so confident. I went home that night and did a lot of research. I’m technically not supposed to be working here until I’m eighteen, but my fake ID and eagerness to learn got me in the door. Plus, I’ll be eighteen in a few days.
“I’m not sure you would be able to handle the immense pleasure and pain I could give to you, Nate,” I purr and he gulps, looking away. “Okay, now that you have me here, let’s chat.”
He gets to his feet and starts to pace. “I hate this, Patience. You live thirty-fucking-feet from me and I can’t see you. We have spent so many years apart, and being so close, yet so far, is killing me. I think it’s time we fixed the giant void between our families.”
He’s running his hands through his dark hair and I smile. Nate is very particular, and to see him so ruffled, over me, us… it’s nice. I stand and move closer to him.
“When you left, things got really bad. I saw your dad once, and he said some extremely cruel things to me. No one will tell me what really happened that night. Why my dad is gone and so is your mom, but I do know there are a lot more secrets hidden under my mother’s fake smiles.” I walk over to the mini fridge behind the bar and grab some water for us, then move back to the bed.
“Maybe we can find out. We’re older now. We have more ways to find information than we did back then.” I nod and open my bottle, passing him his. He takes it and sits next to me. A knock on the door stops our conversation and I lean closer to Nate.
