Page 27 of Misunderstood Hacker

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Jessica

I still couldn’t believehow luxurious the locker room at Sanctorum was. Sitting in front of my full-length wooden locker, I peeked inside the drawers to find they contained everything any sub would ever need. The etched wooden hangers in the locker were more beautiful than the ones I had at my house.

The locker room also had a beautiful bathroom. The vanity had marble countertops to match the marble-tiled showers. I grew up with money and had my own. My place didn’t compare to the expense and detail Sam had put into the club.

Daisy and I chose to stay in the locker room. Sasha was in the bathroom, and I wasn’t in any mood to deal with her. Brock hadn’t said anything about her membership being restored. From the expression on Daisy’s face, she was stunned to discover Sasha in the bathroom.

Somehow, Brock had my outfit for the night already in my locker. The fet wear he chose was even more revealing than what I had worn last time. Daisy must have noticed me eyeing the outfit with apprehension.

“Daisy thinks you’re beautiful and will look wonderful in your corset. Neal picked out a revealing outfit for me tonight. Daisy likes playing with Neal.” When she spoke about Neal, her eyes lit up with joy. I was pleased to see it. I was sure the darkness of her past would fade.

“I’m glad you like Neal. Do all clubs look like this? From what I saw online, they don’t.”

Daisy shook her head. “Most clubs don’t even have locker rooms. Sam treats us like royalty.” When she said royalty, she laughed. “Daisy guesses he needs to since his wife and sister-in-law areroyalty.”

Talking about my heritage made me feel uncomfortable. “I’m no different than you, Daisy. Please don’t treat me differently. I’m just a normal person.”

At my words, Daisy frowned. “Daisy used to be normal.Daisy can’t seem to get back there.Neal makes me feel like the old Daisy. Daisy was worried the old me would never appear.”

I leaned over and gave Daisy a hug. “Major life events change your personality. You don’t have to find the old Daisy. You just need to find the Daisy that makes you happy.”

“That’s what Dr. Cruz says. But now, Masters Brock and Neal can always find Daisy. Last week, Daisy met a new Dom and went to do a scene with him. But Brock and Neal were upset with Daisy. They gave her a pretty necklace with a tracker in it so they can always find Daisy.” She pointed to a beautiful diamond necklace around her neck. The pink diamond pendant was attached to a lovely silver chain.

“Does it bother you to wear a tracking device?” I asked. I still hadn’t come to grips with the tracker my father had put in Patty and me after I had been kidnapped. We found out about the trackers when Patty was taken. Our father had never told us about them before then.

“No,” Daisy said. “It makes me feel safe.”

The door to the dressing room swished open, and a woman I had never seen before strode in. She had long blond hair and was so skinny I felt the need to buy her a piece of cake. Once her eyes landed on Daisy, her smile softened and her brown eyes held sympathy. “Daisy, Master Neal sent me in to see if you are going to be out soon. You have a scene about to start.”

Daisy looked puzzled. “Daisy will come out in a second. Let me check my phone.”

I didn’t want Daisy to get in trouble with Neal. We had taken longer than usual to get ready, and I knew they had a scene scheduled. I put my hand on her bare shoulder and gave her a squeeze. “I’m almost ready. Go have fun with Neal. I will be out in a few.”

She leaned in and whispered,“Neal told Daisy, no matter what, not to leave your side. This doesn’t make sense.” A new level of anxiety hit my stomach at her words.

I sat down on the plush chair in front of my locker.“Go on. I just have to put my shoes on. I will be right behind you.”

Daisy’s face brightened a bit. “If all you have left is to put on your shoes, Daisy will wait a few extra minutes. Daisy likes punishments, sometimes as much as rewards.”

I leaned down to put my shoes on, but the sound of Daisy’s muffled scream made me look up again. Kennedy was holding a rag to Daisy’s face. I stood up to lunge at Kennedy, but someone grabbed me from behind. The smell of ether hit my nose, and everything went black.

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Brock

The ice cold beer felt wonderful after a long day. The threat to Jessica had taken its toll on me, but tonight would be all about her. I had originally planned to do a scene in one of the rooms, but I changed my mind. I wanted our first time to be special. I planned on watching a few scenes together and then heading up to the apartment.

Neal sat down in the chair next to me. Eric brought him a frosted mug with Yeuling before he asked.

“Damn, that tastes good.” Neal placed his beer on the bar. “We will stop this group from getting Jessica.You need to relax and appreciate the night.”

How could I relax? The people after her were excellent at hiding their digital footprint. They were able to get in and out of Neal’s building without being seen. We needed to figure out who was helping them locally. I was leaving it in Sam’s hands to make sure Axmed didn’t escape.

“How are things with you and Daisy?”

“I’m planning on asking her if she wants to stay with me. I think John is doing her more harm than good.”

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