Page 2 of Buying Angel

He turned to leave me sitting there alone. I sat there for a few seconds before I made my decision.

“Excuse me, Vincent?”

He stopped and turned back toward me.

“I’m sorry I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Angel, and as you have already guessed, this is my first time here, or in any club. I am interested in experiencing a Dom/sub situation. Is that something you could do? If you are happy to have a complete novice, that is?”

He smiled, and his face seemed to soften. He held out his hand, and I placed mine in it. He helped me up from my seat.

“I would love to, Angel.”

With that, he led me away from the bar, and away from any danger that Hudson may have brought with him.

HUDSON

I WALKED OUT OF the bar area to go and find my brother, Trent. I knew exactly where he would be, and what he would be doing. I wasn’t too keen to interrupt his session, but I knew if I didn’t, then he would come looking for me. As I walked down the corridor to his favorite room, I knocked on the door.

“What do you want? Can’t you see this room is occupied?”

I could tell this was going to be a little awkward, but I needed to explain.

“Trent, it’s Hudson.”

“Come in.”

As I opened the door, I wished that we had continued the conversation through the closed door. Seeing my brother sitting in a chair, with a sub kneeling in front of him giving him head, wasn’t really a sight I had wanted to witness. I needed to get this conversation over and done with quickly.

“I just wanted to let you know not to worry about me this evening. If you can’t find me in the bar, then just head off home. I’ve met someone, and we are going to one of the rooms.”

He looked quite shocked when I explained. Honestly, I never tended to play here in the club. I had my own room at the guesthouse on Trent’s estate. Well, we both used it. I preferred my own surroundings to a club room. At least I knew what I was using was safe. He gave me a quick nod of acknowledgment before swearing under his breath. I took that as my cue to leave. Seeing my brother orgasm was too much to take.

I stepped out of the room and headed back toward the bar area and looked off to where Angel had been sitting. To my surprise, she wasn’t there. I suspected that she had just popped to the ladies room to powder her nose, and I ordered our drinks from the bar, then headed over to sit and wait for Angel to return.

As I sat there, I thought about the gorgeous redhead that I had just met. Many guys would find the color of her hair intimidating, the fiery redhead thoughts always putting them off. I saw it as a challenge, though. Taming the beast and making them submit to me.

Angel didn’t give off the normal vibes of a fiery woman. In fact, quite the opposite. She seemed very timid, with the perfect personality of a sub. I could have been wrong in my assumption, but I was going to find out.

After a few minutes, I started to get worried. I saw one of the subs I knew making her way back from the direction of the bathrooms, and stopped her as she walked past the table.

“Sapphire, I don’t suppose you saw the young lady that was sitting here in the bathroom, did you?”

I saw a worried look come over her face as I spoke. She looked over in the direction of the far end of the bar. I followed her eyes and noticed the group of men standing there. Mikhail Orlov’s men. He was a senior member of the Russian Bratva, a man you didn’t mess with, or any of his crew. A feeling of dread came over me. If one of them had taken Angel, then she was going to be in for a rough night. Especially for her first time. Sapphire lowered her eyes as she spoke to me.

“I’m sorry, sir. Mr. Forbes-Stuart was talking to her when I walked past. He asked me to explain what you were like as a Dom. I knew what he wanted me to do, and knowing his associates were over there and what they would do to me if I didn’t lie, I explained him to a tee. Except, I was meant to be describing you. I’m so sorry, sir.”

I could see the tears forming in her eyes. Even with the anger that I felt, I couldn’t blame her for what she had done. When they were around, the subs in the club would protect themselves at all costs, even to the detriment of another sub. There was no love lost when it came to the Russians. She quickly walked away, not wanting to cause a scene, and I sat there.

I wanted to go find Angel. To tell her that she had walked into the lion’s den instead of saving herself. The problem was, I knew that Vincent had close connections to Mikhail and his men. If I went to try to convince Angel of the truth, then I would only be opening up myself to what the Bratva was best at: pain and anguish. I sat there and downed my whiskey, resigned to the fact that there was nothing I could do. I just had to hope that Vincent would show his true colors soon, and then I would be able to pick up the pieces and put Angel back together again.

I could already tell that she was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. The one that would not only be my sub, but the mother to my children. I just hoped that this wouldn’t be the last time that I ever saw her.

Chapter One

GABRIELLA-ROSE

I WAS CURRENTLY sitting in the front room of my apartment with Vincent. It had been another three weeks since he’d last hit me, and the bruises were finally starting to fade from my body after his last attack. So far, this evening, he had stayed away from both the alcohol and the drugs. This usually meant that he wanted to talk. He only tended to stay clean for the evening if this was the case, or if he had an important meeting.

For the past few weeks, he went out every night and didn’t come home until the early hours, when he would usually just crash out on the sofa. I had considered packing a bag and just walking out, but I had nowhere to go. He would have found me soon enough.

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