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The man is short but tough looking like he may have been trained by the Marines, until he was dishonorably discharged for some fucked up shit and now works for the type of shady assholes who need bodyguards that look like gangsters in designer black suits.
He appears to be in his late thirties.
He is observing me with dark eyes.
His jet-black hair is combed back, military neat, from his handsome face, which is all sharp lines.
I blink up at the man, who is blocking the sight of my lovers.
I make a shooing motion at him. “You can’t approach me. You’re a dom. Those are the rules, right?”
“I’m not a dom,” the man replies. “I don’t wear a collar because I’m single. Or did you assume that I wasn’t a sub because I’m wearing a suit? I’m just back from an undercover job.”
He wipes his hands together almost like he’s imagining washing blood off them.
“It’s because you have scary dom energy,” I blurt.
Cassian laughs.
The man gives me a level look. “I’ve been told that before. My name is Garcia.”
I relax, studying him with curiosity. “The PI, right?”
“Among other things.” Garcia’s expression is inscrutable. It feels likeother thingscould be anything from assassin to proCall of Dutygamer. “I rushed back from an important stakeout to tell you that I have found out who KillAStar is.”
KillAStar, the new Misfit?
Is that really why he’s interrupting my first event evening out at D’Angelo’s club?
“Can’t you talk to D’Angelo about this?” I demand.
“He’s naked and covered in glitter. Not a chance.” Garcia grimaces. “And I have precisely seventeen minutes before I have to be back on the road. I was instructed to look into both Tanya Vega and KillaStar after the security risks and threatening messages. Then the…thing…was hurled onto the rink, injuring Shay. It was likely that they were connected.”
Instantly alert, I throw myself out of my seat. “What did you find out?”
My pulse roars in my ears. Suddenly, I no longer feel safe, even here.
“A ticket under the KillaStar alias was purchased to the game,” Garcia replies. “After some clever but illegal hacking, I have discovered their true identity. KillaStar is Shay’s ex-dom, Blythe.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Freedom Mansion
Shay
Blythe is in America.She is in Freedom.
I hold tighter onto my Robyn’s hand, as we wander through the quiet, luxurious corridors of Freedom Mansion.
It’s Monday morning, and we have an hour left before I need to leave for practice.
I try to keep my breathing steady.
It’s bloody hard.
Yet I’m here with the woman who means everything to me. She’s never taken a belt to me or told me that I’mtoo much. She only ties me up to ride me to the best orgasms of my life like she did yesterday morning.
Plus, on Saturday she watched me from the front row as I danced, as if I wasn’t even wearing a mask.
