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“Do as I say, little butterfly.”

“Okay, I will be there.”

“Good girl, see you soon,” Vampire said, his voice that soft, husky tone that made me weak and did whatever he wanted.

“Something wrong, Nikki?” Blake asked, looking concerned.

“I need to go pick up Terri. She needs a ride. I’m sorry, but I have to go,” I said, lying through my teeth.

“I understand,” Blake said, taking my hand. “But, Nikki, think about what I said about tomorrow night and the club. Will you do that?”

“Okay, I will.” I didn’t think I was comfortable with him showing me the club, but I didn’t say that; instead, I let him walk me back to Dominate Candy, where I picked up my violin and let him walk me to my car. Glad, Vampire wasn’t standing by it. I saw him leaning on his bike at the very back of the parking lot.

Blake leaned in, kissing me. I was too focused on Vampire to realize what he was doing. “I will see you tomorrow, Nikki.” And he walked back toward the club. Blake lied about this being a drink between friends; he wanted more and pushed me when I asked him not to.

I looked toward Vampire to see him heading towards me, his face thunderous, his gray eyes stormy. Why was he angry? And why was he here at Dominate Candy to begin with anyway?

I WAS SOfucking pissed off right now.I had been waiting on Nicolette to come outside, only to see her leave with Blake. I was not expecting and did not like that, not one little bit. I followed them to the bar around the corner. I watched him hold her hand, resisting the urge to break his arm. Was she seeing Blake? And I didn’t know? I watched them take a table, I positioned myself, so I could hear what they talked about without being noticed. Perks of being an assassin you learn to blend in.

I could tell by the conversation Nicolette was not dating Blake, and this was the first time they had been out together. Thank fuck. I relaxed a bit, only to tense right back up when Blake started talking about the playrooms in the club. He wanted my butterfly as his Sub and wanted to ease her into it. Hell fucking no. Time to end this little chat fest. Nicolette was mine, and it was time to claim her, especially with assholes like Blake sniffing around.

I waited for her to return to her car, only to see Blake kiss her. That sent me over the edge. I wanted to know where Nicolette’s feelings lay regarding Blake. So I stomped over to Nicolette, where she stood by her car. I saw her body stiffen, noticing my anger. But I would not calm down until I heard from her lips that Blake meant nothing.

I backed her against her car, caging her in with my arms. Her beautiful face was a mask of confusion. “Do you have feelings for Blake?” I snarled, causing her to recoil with fear. Of course, I didn’t want her to be afraid of me, so I needed to reel that shit in. Softening my voice. “I didn’t mean to scare you, butterfly; I’m sorry.” I caressed her face with my fingers, watching her body relax under my touch. “Do you want to be with Blake?” I asked, my voice even calmer.

She lowered her eyes, sighing. “No, Vampire. Blake is just a friend, but he wants more.”

“Look at me, Nicolette. You let him kiss you. Are you sure you are not interested?” I watched her face closely as she answered.

She raised her eyes to my face. “I didn’t realize what Blake was doing until he had kissed me. I was watching you,” she said softly.

I leaned down, putting my mouth near her ear. “We have things to talk about, butterfly. I will follow you to your apartment, park, and then you will get on the back of my bike, and I will take you somewhere we can talk in private.” Then I nipped her ear with my teeth.

She visibly shivered. “What are we going to talk about?” she asked but kept her head still, letting me stay close. Her body came alive at my closeness, so easy to read.

I blew in her ear. “Oh, I think you already know the answer, Nicolette, don’t you?” I pulled back, enjoying the blush that covered her skin. So beautiful. “Now, get in, and I will follow you.” I opened her car door and gestured her in. Once she was seated behind the wheel, I said, “I will be right behind you, butterfly.” Then closing the door and going to my bike. By the time morning comes, Nicolette will be all mine.

WHAT ABOUT VAMPIREmade me turn to mush at just the soundof his voice? And then, when he got so close to me, touching me, I melted and wanted more. As I started my car and pulled out, I looked in my rearview mirror, and he was behind me, following me back to my apartment, where I would join him on his bike. Yes, I knew what he wanted to talk about tonight. Terri was right; Vampire was interested in me. That was made clear tonight with his show of jealousy over Blake. At first, I was frightened by his anger. Vampire was intense, and when he was angry, that intensity doubled. But he quickly gained control, and with his control, my cooperation.

I wanted Vampire and everything I knew he would do to me.Everything.

I knew this wasn’t some passing fancy or just lust because there was that for sure; the man made me hot. But, I had been on my own for years now and met plenty of men. But, none had ever made me want to be with them and lose my virginity. And not one had made me wet down there from their voice alone. So, I was putty in the hands of Vampire, and he knew it. But, I was a very willing glob of putty. I’m also breaking my rule not to get involved with a man. I was on the run and couldn’t afford attachments. I just couldn’t seem to resist Vampire.

I still don’t know how he knew where I was and with whom. Had he followed me? That should creep me out, but somehow it didn’t. In fact, for the first time since I left home, I was genuinely excited about something. And that something was Vampire. I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment building. Finding a spot, I parked, Vampire pulling in beside me, not shutting the bike off. I got out of my car, and he handed me a dome helmet to put on. After that, I settled behind him, unsure where to put my hands. I felt him chuckle, and then he grabbed my hands, pulling them around his midsection.

I was so close to him; his scent, woodsy with tobacco and leather undertones, surrounded me. I had never been this close to a man. When I say I’m a virgin, I mean a true virgin. Having no boyfriends growing up and then being on the run, I never allowed myself to get close enough to a man even to experience kissing. A part of me worried Vampire would throw me to the curb when he figured out how inexperienced I was. A man like him had probably been with tons of women who knew what they were doing.

Vampire put the motorcycle in motion, causing me to yelp and hold on tight. I was so lost in thought I didn’t realize he was ready to pull out. He hadn’t said a word, just handed me the helmet and signaled me to get on. I don’t know where he is taking me. I always warn Terri about going off with men and how she should let someone know where they are headed, and here I am, just going with Vampire, no clue where. We rode for about a half-hour and pulled up to a gate. A young guy came out of a shed there and, seeing who it was, opened the gate. We drove up to a huge warehouse-like building.

Vampire parked his bike in front along with several other motorcycles. He tapped my leg and extended his hand, motioning for me to get off, which I did, and he followed. I am assuming this is The Devil’s House clubhouse. I had heard about it. Several women who worked at the Scarlett came to parties and talked about some of the men. Thankfully never Vampire.

I was so nervous, and my heart was racing. I was really doing this. “Don’t be nervous, butterfly,” Vampire said, taking my hand. “I brought you here to talk; we will have privacy in my room.” We walked up to a steel door where Vampire put in a code, and the door clicked open. Once inside, I could hear music and people in the room straight ahead, but Vampire pulled me to the stairs leading me that way. His room was clear at the end of the hall. He took out a key and opened the door, pulling me inside and shutting and locking the door.

His room was black with a splash of red thrown in here and there. It was dark, just like him. King size bed with a black and red comforter, dresser, couch, a TV on the wall, and various art consisting of bats and dark underworld vampires. Okay, this room was all him. I saw he had an attached bathroom, closet, and a small refrigerator sitting in a corner.

Vampire came up behind me, his front to my back, whispering in my ear. “Welcome to my lair, little butterfly.”

CHAPTER SIX

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