Page 159 of Heart of Stone

Before I could even think of how to react, she was abruptly pulled away from me. Alexander stepped between the two of us.

“Get the fuck off her, Sasha. You’re not going taint her with your twisted ideas about domination,” Alexander growled ominously.

“Such a spoil sport,” she pouted andtskedat him. “And here I thought we could have a little fun with this one.”

“Go find someone else to harass. We’re done here.”

“Oh, Alex. Haven’t I taught you anything?” she purred.

“You taught me enough,” he spat out. “And some lessons I’ll never forget.”

What are they talking about? Who is this woman to him?

A knowing smile was plastered on Sasha’s face. I, on the other hand, felt like my head was spinning and I could barely keep up.

“Oh, come on now!” she went on. “Don’t tell me you’re still sore over that whole thing with Will.”

Will?

Alex took a step closer to her. He was mere inches away from her face, jaw twitching and fists clenched tight in anger. His eyes flashed with pure loathing, and for a moment I was scared. I thought he might actually hit her.

“Don’t push me,” he hissed. “I told you to get lost. I’m not going to say it again.”

“Very well then. It’s your loss. Maybe next time,” she stated matter-of-factly.

Seeming completely unruffled by Alexander’s wrath, she easily sauntered away with her hips swaying seductively in her wake.

“What in thehelljust happened here?” I demanded, alarmed after witnessing Alexander almost lose total control. He was raking his hands through his hair, appearing thoroughly rattled by the confrontation.

“I’m sorry, Krystina. Sasha’s a sadistic bitch and I shouldn’t have let it go that far.”

“It’s not hard to imagine that woman with whips and chains. With all that leather she was wearing, she looked like she could be the poster girl for Dominatrix R Us,” I said sarcastically.

“Actually she’s a flipper.”

I rolled my eyes in exasperation.

“I don’t even know what that means!” I shouted, completely incensed over everything that had just happened. I lowered my voice to a level that could be barely heard over the loud music. The last thing that we needed was to draw any more unwanted attention. “Explain please.”

“It means that she can play both. I told you about my first submissive. Well, Sasha was the one that filled the role.”

“Okay, so what does that have to do with Will? I’m assuming she was referring to Will Murphy.”

“Yes,” he said in a resigned voice. “Will used to be her Sub, at least until she got bored. Then she planned a littleménage a trois, completely without the knowledge of Will or myself.”

My eyes grew wide as the pieces of the puzzle began to come together.

“You and Will? Did you…um, you know,” I started.

“Hell, no!” he exclaimed, sounding completely aghast. “It never went that far. Didn’t I just say that there are certain things that Idon’tdo?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” I apologized quickly. “I didn’t mean to imply anything.”

“Yeah, well…William Murphy on the other hand, he’s a switch hitter. And I also happen to know that his Irish family is hardcore Catholic. His bedroom antics are not something that he wants made known. Needless to say, things have been very awkward between us ever since. Plus, he blames me for Sasha leaving him.”

“Gotcha,” I said, having a better understanding as to why things between Alexander and Will had been so tense.

Alexander pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his had back and forth in aggravation.

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