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“There’s a party at my brother’s establishment this weekend. I want you to come with me,” I tell her.

“Why me? Don’t you have other girls who are willing to go?”

“I’m sure there are, but I’m askin’ you.” Straight to the point always works best. Don’t ask me why I want it to be her. Maybe I’m being a little selfish with her. Maybe I like her. Maybe I want her to see what my brother has to offer her when this is all over with. I don’t fucking know what the answer is anymore.

“I’d like that. Thank you.”

“I don’t want to keep you prisoner, Addison. In fact, this weekend is about more than that. It could be your future if that’s what you choose.”

“What does that mean? My future?”

“My brother operates a club of sorts. Some of the girls I get have nothin’ to go back to, or they choose not to go back to what they had. They need a place, and he offers it.”

“What kind of place?”

“You’ll see this weekend. I don’t want to spoil it for you,” I tell her as our food is delivered to our table. I grab my fork and take a bite as she does the same.

“What do you get out of this?”

“Which part?”

“All of it. If I chose to go to your brothers, what do you get?”

“My money back. He basically buys you from me.”

“Then he owns me the way you do now?”

“I don’t really like that term,” I tell her.

“It’s the truth. You own me.”

“I don’t own you, Addison. I acquired you. That doesn’t mean I’m keepin’ you.” Something in her eyes flashes, a flicker of sadness. Does she not want her freedom? Does she not want to go back to her life?

“What if I don’t want to go to your brother’s place?”

“Then you’re free to leave and go back to your life.”

“What life?”

“Exactly. If you didn’t have one before, we’re offerin’ one later.”

“But wouldn’t you lose your money?” I shrug and nod my head.

“I would, but it’s still worth it to me. I don’t buy girls to keep them, Addison.” I sound like a douche right now. I buy girls and use them to my advantage but not to keep them.

“I don’t understand. You’re willing to lose all that money?”

“If you choose to go home, yeah.”

“And if I choose something else?”

“Like what?”

“What if I like it at the clubhouse? What if I want to stay?” Then I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off her or my cock out of her. I know what would happen. She would be mine. There’s no other way around that.

“Then I’d keep you, Addison.”

“What does that mean?”

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