Page 44 of His Enforcer

“Oh, you look good, Vik. Love the lace.” He links his arm with mine and pulls me forward, Teddy following closely behind. But before we exit, I stop at the drawer with the collars and jewelry.

“You need to pick what you want to wear. It tells people what you’re willing to do.”

“Do?”

“Yeah. You want to watch? Be used? Men only, women only? No preference?”

His hands trail over the items and then sighs. “Definitely just watch.”

I pick up a bracelet and place it on his wrist before grabbing a collar and placing it around my neck.

“This stays between us. Whatever you see here is confidential.”

Just as I say that, the hostess returns with some iPads, and Teddy and Tatum sign the contracts before the three of us move into the dimly lit space. I see Amir behind the bar and he offers me a smile as he uses the shaker to mix a drink. He hasn’t changed at all. He looks the same as he did three years ago.

“Want a drink?” I ask, and Tatum shakes his head.

“Oh no, I’m good, but you go ahead. I want to take alonglook around. This is so kinky and fun.”

He links arms with Teddy, leaving me at the bar. It’s not as busy tonight, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t people who’re ready to fuck me.

“Hey! Long time no see, friend. You’ve been gone a while. I thought maybe you canceled your membership,” Amir says as he approaches and stands before me.

“No. Just had a bit of a busy schedule.”

That’s a lie and Amir seems to know it because he grabs a bottle of vodka and pours me a shot.

“Well, welcome back. Go ahead. On me.”

I fling it back and lean against the bar, ass out as we catch up.

“So, what have you been up to?” I ask him.

He shrugs. “Nothing much. Same old, same old. Still living with my mom and grandma, and still working here almost every night.”

“Good for you, man.”

“Want anything?” he asks, patting his vest pocket.

I shake my head. “Nah, I’m good. But thanks. I think just drinks for me tonight.”

“Yeah, the last time you were here high and drunk, Mr. Rossi didn’t look pleased when he picked you up and dragged you out.”

“Yeah, well, I didn’t ask him to do that.”

“Seemed like you didn’t have a choice.”

I glance around, not wanting to talk about this anymore. It’s making my stomach clench. “Olive said that Luca owns this place now.”

“Yep. Change of management.”

“Fuck.”

“It’s been good. We got a raise. He’s not a bad boss.”

Not the experience I’ve had with him.“It’s not busy though.”

“Yeah, you caught us on a slow day, but don’t worry. I think you’ll find someone who’s interested in giving you what you need.”

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