Oh, yeah. When you send guys for me, I’m going to fuck your shit up. The only reason I didn’t get to that last five million was because they’d just withdrawn it seconds before I ruined their lives.
“You are stupid. You left your name on one of the accounts. I had to try to clean that shit up. I don’t know why I give a fuck. I should have let the old man find out the truth. No, I’m always thinking with my dick. Now look at this shit,” Martin barks.
“I told you to send them with guns. You said they didn’t need them for the nerd,” Hallie huffs.
Noah bursts into laughter. These two are pretty sad. I agree with his earlier statement. It’s time to go.
“Wait, wait,” Noah says through his laughter. “You sent those guys after my brother to cover your tracks because you didn’t remove your name from all of the accounts. So you two could have gotten away if you didn’t come for the one person that might or might not have outed you, but without doubt has the power to end you.”
“We can work something out,” Martin tries to talk his way out of this.
“Yeah, fuck that, you sent goons for my life,” I say between my teeth. “At best, I’m going to watch you bleed out.”
“Wh…what,” Hallie breathes.
I give a laugh. “Nah, I’m joking, dude. Come on, I have something for you,” I say, waving them to follow me.
I don’t look behind me to see if they are following. I walk out the back sliding doors whistling. It feels good to be on this side. Watching from my mentors can get boring at times.
I hear Noah growl behind me, the shoveling of feet following. I grin. I’m sure the look my brother just gave them killed any thought of running or putting up a fight.
I stop beside the infinity pool. Their flashiness appalls me, but I’m applauding it tonight as it works in my favor. They’re neighbors are over a mile away. The sound of the ocean and the distance will be enough to muffle their screams.
I squat next to the pool running the tip of the muzzle of my gun across the surface. We cut the lights out here. The gorgeous lighting that showcases the pool is no longer shining. Looking up, I smile with all my teeth showing.
“Strip,” I bark the command.
Hallie takes a step back bumping into Noah’s chest. She nearly jumps out of her skin whirling in a circle before turning back to me with wide eyes. She looks at Martin pleadingly.
“I don’t like repeating myself. Do it now or you’ll be doing it with holes in your knees,” I hiss.
They both spring into action, stripping out of their clothes. Hallie does so while trembling. Martin curses the entire time under his breath. I stand, crossing my arms over my chest.
Placing the gun in my waistband, I pull my knife. Some might think this is cold. Me, not so much. These guys were not there to play with me. They were there to take my life.
I hold the handle of the knife out to Hallie. She looks at it, then back at me. I see her mind working. She quickly makes up her mind that trying anything stupid with me is useless.
She wraps a shaky hand around the knife. Her eyes look at me with a mix of pleading and confusion. I take a step back.
“Cut him and I’ll think about letting you go,” I say.
Her mouth falls open. She looks at Martin, contemplation clear in her eyes. She turns to him with her brows drawn.
“You’d really do it, you stupid bitch,” Martin snarls before lunging at Hallie and the knife.
I watch in amazement as she stumbles back. Martin manages to get the knife from her, slicing her hand in the process. I can’t describe the feeling of anticipation that fills me when he pushes her into the water.
Wait for it.
I don’t miss a beat as I halt a charging Martin, placing him in a headlock and retrieving my blade. He struggles against my hold just as Hallie’s high-pitched screams fill the air. On queue, the lights come up.
“Thanks, Bro,” I say into my earpiece to a listening Wyatt on the other end.
“No problem,” he says back.
“What the fuck?” Martins gasps as he looks at the pool before us.
Hallie tries to swim to the edge as she continues to scream. She can give it up. She’s not making it out of that pool. Edging closer with Martin in my hold, I slash across the front of his chest.
Releasing him, I quickly slash the back of his knees before taking a step back. Planting my foot in his back, I send him over into the pool. His screams begin to fill the night air.
Piranhas. Nasty little fuckers, but they’ll get the job done. Maybe this is why my brothers make me stay behind the computer screens.
“You know your mind is twisted,” Noah says as he steps up beside me, speaking to my own thoughts.
“Takes one, to know one,” I say with a shrug.
“Truth,” Noah chuckles. “I’m going to see what’s in the fridge. The cleaners are on the way.”
I nod, my eyes remaining on the pool before me. The screams are dying down. When I hear the sound of movement to my right, I cut the audio between myself and my brothers.
I turn to see Norman Vector staring into the pool. He’s wearing a look of pure disgust. He was the one to tip me off to where his daughter had been hiding. He didn’t want to send his man for this.
“She wasn’t my child,” he says tightly. “My stepdaughter didn’t know any other father but me from the time she was a baby. Yet, she still betrayed me in the end. This doesn’t get back to my wife.”
“You’re not even here,” I reply.
He doesn’t reply. He returns to the shadows I mapped out for him to follow. This part is between us. Never know when I’ll need to call in a favor.
Chapter 32
Conflicted
Felix
One month later…
I walk into the house to find Kaye sitting on the couch with the most perplexed look I’ve ever seen on her face. She has a book in her lap, with her brows knitted tightly.
I don’t think she’s noticed me coming in at all. When I note her open laptop and a bottle of wine, I smile. She’s researching for a book. I’d bet on it.
When I get closer to her, I see the title of the book. My head cocks to the side and my own brows knit. This was not the type of research I thought I’d find her doing.
I pluck the book from her grasp, drawing a gasp from her lips. She nearly jumps out of her skin. I burst into laughter. The look on her face is priceless.
She looks both shocked and horrified. She tries to reach for the book, but I lift it up out of her reach while reading the page she was turned to.
“Felix, give me that,” she huffs trying to jump for it.
I laugh, holding it higher as I squint at the pages. She gives up, placing her hands on her hips, scowling at me. She’s so cute. Out of breathe and pissed off.
“Why are you reading this shit?” I close the book and toss it on the coffee table.
“You just lost my page,” she gasps in horror.
“So what. I can guarantee you that was some bullshit. It doesn’t work like that,” I reply.
“How the heck would you know?” she grumbles, going to reach for the book.
I place my hands on her thick hips, tugging her to me. My hands glide back to cup her full curves. I’ve been thinking of getting my hands on all of this all day.
When Dashawn asked to go see his grandparents and stay the night, I offered to take him. Kaye looked like she could use a break. I know I’ve been feining for some alone time with her.
“Have I not taught you everything you know?” I ask with a teasing grin and a squeeze of her ass. “If you want to know about BDSM you come to me. I’ll teach you all you want to know.”
She gives me a disbelieving look. She has no idea who she’s dealing with. I search her face to see if she’s truly ready for this.
“How…why…you don’t know,” she stammers as she narrows her gaze.
“I’ll let you in on a little Black brothers secret,” I say, winking down at her.
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“What?”
“John has a thing for the life. When he becomes fascinated with something we all have to hear about it. We’ve all learned more than we should or need to know about the BDSM lifestyle, thanks to John,” I reveal.
“Seriously?”
“Yeah,” I say and shrug.
“How…what did you learn?”
“I’ve been to a dungeon or two. I’ve topped—”
I cut off when her eyes light up. I can see the curiosity as it blossoms. I take my girl in for what feels like the first time. I’m seeing her through new eyes.
“You want to dominate?” I ask as my own curiosity is peaked.
“Well…my character does,” she says, biting her lip.
My brows shoot into my hairline. My cock stirs to life. Kaye’s ass in latex or leather, I’m all for it. If this is what she wants, I’ll happily give it to her.
“I’m warning you. I’m into that shit. We go there, I’m going there,” I say.
Her mouth falls open. I see the second of hesitation in her eyes before she shuts it down. She lifts her chin looking me in the eyes and says the words that take us to the world of no return.
“Teach me.”
* * *
Kaye
They tell you be careful what you ask for. I should have heeded the warning. I didn’t think two simple words would land me in a sex club.
Felix is serious when it comes to his lessons. He explained that most of what I was reading came from novices. If I wanted to learn the truth I needed to experience it.
But this!
I don’t think I’m ready for this. It’s a sex club. I look around nervously, chiding myself for my stupid curiosity.
I thought I’d spice my next book up a bit. In my head, my female lead has been flirting with the idea of the lifestyle. Okay, okay, I had questions too. I just didn’t think any of that would lead here.
“Mistress, this was sent for you,” a voice says, making me jump out of my skin.
I turn to find the beautiful woman that greeted us when we arrived.
“Welcome to Club Desire,” she had said in a smoky voice.
She looks to be a little older than me. She’s very pretty. I’d say she’s Middle Eastern. Her dark hair and eyes add something mysterious to her looks.
Hadiyah.
That’s the name Felix called her by. I believe Hadiyah has a story. There’s a secret smile in her eyes that’s so revealing. It’s a dark smile that doesn’t touch her lips, but a smile none-the-less.
That’s when she looks up. I noticed she wouldn’t make eye contact with Felix. After he leaned to whisper something in her ear, she stopped peeking up at me.
“Oh, thank you,” I say taking the gift box from her hands.
“I’ll help you get ready, Mistress. The one is waiting,” she replies.
My brows knit. I don’t know what to say. Felix led me to this room and told me to wait here. I haven’t seen him since.
Hadiyah waves me over towards the vanity. I turn to see the bench seat placed before the mirrored table. I take a deep breath to calm my nerves. I know Felix would never let things go too far.
Hadiyah’s movements pull my attention back to her. She has untied her red silk robe and let it fall to the floor. My mouth pops open. She’s in a red and black corset and red heels.
I quickly look away. My cheeks heat. I’m so confused about what to do next.
“You can look if you like, Mistress,” she says.
“Um, I should get ready,” I say rushing over to the vanity.
I place the gift box down and open it. My eyes nearly pop out of my head when I see the outfit inside. A black corset sits on top. Red heels are resting in the top corners. When I lift the corset, I find black latex pants beneath it.
“This is not fitting over my ass,” I mutter under my breath.
Hadiyah giggles taking the corset from my hands.
“The one said you would say that. You have a beautiful body, Mistress. My master would love a scene with you,” she says lightly.
I turn wide eyes on her. I’m not letting any man but Felix put his hands on me. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
“Do not worry. You are here to learn. I can see you two have trust. That is very important, Mistress,” she says.
My shoulders sag in relief. I chew on my lip, staring into the box. This might not be so bad. Right?
“Okay,” I say aloud, more so to encourage myself.
“Can I help you to undress, Mistress?” she asks.
“I…um,” I stammer.
“I am here to do as you wish, Mistress.”
“I may need help with the corset,” I admit.
“No problem, Mistress.”
I fidget with the hem of my shirt before I tug it up over my head. I look at my smaller breasts in the mirror, before peeking at Hadiyah’s breasts spilling forward with a little more flesh than I possess.
“Mistress, not to speak out of turn, but I was instructed to help you where fit. I was not always a slave. This is why my help was asked for,” she says pointedly.
I turn to look at her. This time she lifts her head and looks at me. There is a different type of confidence I see in this moment. That secret smile is revealed in its fullness. As if she’s always smiling secretly because she knows the true power she possesses.
“You were a dominatrix?”
“I still am. When I choose. It’s called being a switch. I can top or bottom. I’ve found a relationship where I choose to bottom.
“This lifestyle is about choices. The right partner will always respect your right to choose. You have been given the choice to be a dominatrix.
“There is power in this decision. It will unlock your confidence. Turn, look in the mirror. What do you see?” She instructs.
I turn to look at myself as I stand there in my bra and jeans. I never did find time to get to the gym. My stomach is a lot pudgier than it was when I was in high school and college. Although, my lower half is much wider and curvier than my top. Last time I got on the scale it read two twenty-five. At five-five I’m packing all of this in a pretty small package.
“I’ll tell you what I see,” she says when I don’t answer.
She caresses my side with the backs of her fingers. It’s a light touch, but it still feels a bit intimate to me. I feel like I’m being seduced into her web. The difference in her demeaner has my head spinning.
“You’re a very attractive, very beautiful woman. Your curves are gorgeous. Your breasts are perfect for your body. They leave an appreciation for the entire package.
“You have the hips of a life giver. A man could get lost in the feel of them wrapped around his waist and a woman could take pleasure in feasting on all of that lush beauty.
“You did not see the heads you turned when you arrived. We noticed,” she winks into the mirror at me. “Own your beauty. Do not compare yourself to anyone else. You are who the creator made you to be.
“Make your servants see you and only you. When you enter a room command everyone’s attention with that confidence. You learn to dominate like this, you will take life by storm in every area.”
I nod my head. Hadiyah moves behind me to unfasten my bra. She helps me with the corset, returning to the meek servant from earlier. I have so many questions.
“I will answer all of your questions later. We will be friends, Mistress. I can see this,” she says softly.
I fall silent as she helps me to get ready. When I’m dressed and Hadiyah has finished my makeup and hair, I can’t believe the woman that’s staring back at me.
I would never have thought I could look so sexy in something like this. My coke bottle figure dares anyone to look away. My ruby red lips call for attention, bringing a smile to my face.
“There she is,” Hadiyah purrs at my side.
However, when I turn my eyes to her, she’s not looking at me. Her head is bent and she’s waiting for me. I stand from the bench seat I’ve bee
n sitting on while she did my makeup.
“I’m ready,” I say.
“Yes, Mistress.”
She nods, turning to lead the way. We don’t go through the door we entered through. She walks to a door on the other side of the room. When she opens it she moves out of the way for me to step through.
When I enter my breath is taken away. Felix is sitting in one of two throne chairs. His head bent over his phone as his hair falls into his forehead, he’s shirtless.
My eyes lower to his legs, one stretched out the other bent at the knee, completely relaxed without a care in the world. He’s not wearing the blue jeans he entered this place in. His long legs are now clad in black leather pants, but his feet are bare.
I raise my eyes back up just as his head lifts. He has on his glasses. Why the hell is that so damn sexy to me?
His eyes shift from mine to something behind me. I turn in time to see Hadiyah rush forward. I almost forgot about her. I didn’t know she would be in here with us.
My eyes follow her as she drops to her knees and bows her head before the two thrones. My eyes instantly move to Felix. I’m not too sure about having a half-naked woman that looks like her kneeling in front of my man.
However, when my eyes find Felix, he’s not looking at her. His heated gaze is on me. He reaches his hand out, beckoning me across the room.
My feet are moving before I can tell them to. Felix’s eyes go from heated to hungry as he takes in my outfit from head to toe. I feel confidence flow through me just from taking in his gaze.
I never knew a single look could make you feel so sexy. I think I put just a little more sway in my hips because I’m starting to feel myself. Felix’s tongue darts out as his grin hits the corner of his mouth. He raises from his seat, wearing his own confidence. He saunters toward me sexily, as he meets me halfway.
When I stop in front of him, he places a hand on my hip and draws me closer still. He leans in, inhaling my neck before nuzzling it. I feel his tongue peek out to tease my skin.
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