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“And if the Agency does nothing?”

“There’s nothing and there’s nothing. If they just quietly take him out or rendition him to find out who his contacts were and how deep the conspiracy goes that’s one thing, but if they refuse to move on him, then Cerberus will see that he’s neutralized as a threat.”

Grier nodded, wiping at her face with the back of her hand. “You’re right. We can’t let him get away with this.”

Alec’s expression softened, his hand gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. She looked into his eyes, seeing the determination and resolve there, and felt a flicker of hope. Alec was right—they would get through this. She wasn’t alone in this fight, and with him by her side, and Cerberus backing them both, she felt stronger, more capable.

That evening, Alec called a meeting with those on the Cerberus team he knew absolutely that he could trust, over pizza and beer they began to formulate a plan to expose Tyler. Grier couldn’t help but feel a sense of purpose, a renewed determination to see this through. The betrayal still stung, and the pain of it would take time to heal, but she knew she wouldn’t let it break her.

And as Alec and the team talked through their next steps, Grier felt a quiet strength growing within her, a belief that they could overcome whatever came their way. She wasn’t the same person she had been when she’d been sent to Moscow—she was stronger, wiser, and more determined than ever.

With Alec by her side, Grier knew they could face whatever challenges lay ahead. They would expose the truth and bring Tyler to justice. And maybe, just maybe, they could find a way to build a future together, despite the odds.

As they worked late into the night, Grier found herself looking at Alec with a new sense of clarity. She had fallen for him, there was no denying that now. And while the future was uncertain, one thing was clear: she was ready to fight for it, for them, no matter what it took.

Chapter 10

Alec

That evening, Alec led Grier down to the dungeon. Club Southside was closed so they would have the whole place to themselves. As he opened the door for her, Grier stood frozen for just a moment. Alec took her hand and led her into the dungeon. The last and only time she had been here, she’d been single-minded in what she wanted and what she had allowed herself to experience. Alec meant to show her there was a whole lot more to D/s than that. Her wide eyes took in every minute detail of the smaller staging area as if she wanted to memorize it all. Yet when her gaze landed on him, he saw nothing but intrigue reflected back.

Alec guided her toward one of the leather upholstered machines, carefully explaining its purpose and usage. She listened attentively, asking questions that revealed an unexpected curiosity and eagerness.He realized he wanted to see her tied up, aching for his touch. He’d thought to give her a bit more time to settle in, but seeing the tension pent up in her body, perhaps it would alleviate some of her concerns and see the life they could build together. Maybe what she needed wasn’t the gentle lover he’d been since their return, but the Dom who could see to all of her needs.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered softly, his gaze never wavering from hers.

“Here? Now?” Grier stuttered, her eyes flickering to the floor momentarily before meeting his again.

He gave her a pointed look and she swallowed hard, her hands moving to strip herself of her leggings and sweater. He was so glad they’d already had the safe sex and birth control talk, both agreeing to being exclusive and healthy with Grier on birth control and Alec not needing to use a condom.

It was an intimate moment, a dance of desire and apprehension that set Alec’s soul racing. God he’d never wanted a woman the way he wanted Grier, and this was after more than a week of having her two or three times a day. It hit him like a sudden clap of thunder that it was because he loved her. Not that he was or could be falling for her, but that he was already down the rabbit hole, and he was deeply in love with her.

As Grier drew the sweater over her head, she revealed a delicate ruby red bra that did little to offer her actual support, but certainly made her breasts look amazing. But it was when she peeled off the leggings that he had to remind himself to breathe. Not only wasn’t she wearing any panties, someone—he suspected Samantha—had instructed her in the proper grooming for a sub, which was to say completely bare.

“You’re beautiful, Grier,” he groaned. “Absolutely, stunningly beautiful.”

Taking her by the hand, Alec led her to the sleek black piece of equipment against the wall. Whispering its function in her ear as he stood behind her, rubbing his hard cock—still trapped in his jeans—along her backside while he reached around to fondle her breasts, he could feel her shudder and saw a blush rise in her cheeks.

“You’re not the least bit afraid, are you, Grier?” he murmured, his voice closer to a gruff whisper.

“Not at all. I’m told it’s just a matter of the pain enhancing pleasure—a delicate balance that you learn to appreciate.”

Helping her into place, Alec nodded, taking his time to adjust the equipment until it was perfectly suited for her curvy frame. His hands roamed over her body possessively, something he realized she enjoyed, taking care of every single strap until she was securely restrained.

Her trusting eyes shimmered with the promise of unknown exhilaration as she looked up at him, a soft plea on her lips. “It won’t hurt too much, will it?” she whispered hesitantly.

“No, but if you need me to slow down, just say yellow. If you want me to stop, say red.” He offered her a reassuring smile, stepping back to take in the entire image of her bound and waiting. The sight was almost too much to bear.

Alec slipped his knife out of the scabbard at his waist and slipped it beneath her bra, pulling it until the fabric broke. Now she was naked and waiting for his next move. He didn’t intend for her to have to wait long.

Her breasts were huge, and Alec had already found he couldn’t fit them in his hands even if he tried. They were also incredibly sensitive and responsive. He returned to her, reaching between them to roll her hardening nipples between his fingertips. The mere sight of the pleasure crossing her face made his cock strain against his fly, and he swallowed hard, trying to hold himself back.

“Have you ever had nipple clamps on?”

Grier shook her head. “No, I’ve only ever read about them.”

Alec chuckled. “The experience defies description. You should enjoy it, I think, as you like it when I tug, pinch, or bite your nipples.”

He’d come down and set up a tray with some of the toys he’d wanted to show her. Walking over to it, he picked up a pair of nipple clamps. He headed back to her, sliding the clamps into his pocket, running his hands along her silky-smooth skin. God, he loved the feel of her skin.

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