![]() ![]() At least six feet tall, broad shouldered, thickly muscled. “I’ll try, sir,” she whispered, although her insides shook. ![]() So either take the cruel-looking Dom at his side or leave forever. It was one of the things that made him such an effective Dom. Master Z didn’t threaten everyone knew that. What’s more to the point, I trust him with you.” He tilted his head and waited for her answer.īeth’s breath hitched. “Beth,” Master Z said quietly, “I’ve known Master Nolan for years. “Master Z, please.” She dropped her voice to a whisper. Have that Dom top her? Take her under command? Panic filled her as her carefully built world cracked, splintering like antique glass. If he gives up, I’ll terminate your membership immediately.” “As long as he is willing to top you, you may remain. “Master Nolan will be your Dom tonight and in the future,” Z said. She stared at him, barely breathing, before ripping her eyes away. His gaze captured hers, pinned her in place. Beth glanced at him, met unwavering dark eyes. “Then this is what will happen.” He nodded to the sinister man standing to one side. Helped ease the stranglehold the coldness inside had over her emotions, kept it from growing and taking over her life. I promise, Sir.” Maybe she didn’t get everything she wanted from coming here, but it helped. I suppose we can try one more time, but you’d have to actually cooperate and give up some control. “Little one, you are not getting what you need here. He stepped closer, cupped her face with his hand. Beat me if you need to-” Beat her? Just the idea strangled the voice in her throat. ![]() “No, please, Master Z.” She yanked at her cuffs, wanting to drop to her knees before him. Stupid to need this so much, but she did. She would have no real safety, would never be able to relax knowing Kyler could walk in at any time. He would kick her out? Cancel her membership? She’d have nowhere to go except the Tampa clubs where no one would watch out for her. “Beth, I fear the Shadowlands is not the best place for you. Master Z studied her, then lips compressed he shook his head. Why had Z sent Patrick away? And why was that other Dom here? In contrast, the other Dom looked rough in black leathers and a skintight muscle shirt that showed off a powerful build.įear ran through her. Master Z was impeccably dressed in his usual black silk shirt and tailored slacks. ![]()
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