MY MASTERS

nk owning a dungeon would help the cause, but no one caught our attention, at least, not all of ours. It happened that eith

king down at the sea of people, not

ding this weekend?" Matt asked,

hould probably go down there and make sure the open house went smoot

ople always gravitated towards Matt; they couldn't help themselves. He had a calming presence. Matt always looked relaxed, but I knew it was onl

will be there." Matt shuddered at the mention of Jennifer. He tried his best to avo

. Being a mountain of a man, with tattoos on almost every surface of skin except his face, his voice constantly came as a surprise to the people lucky enough to

-old this time." He looked disgusted, like th

his billion-dollar worth of a father. The only family member he was close to was his

aring down at the people below. His whole body

ore. Her long hair, the color a dark blonde, and a skin so white it l

from our position, but w

ossing her path, leaving them panting as she passed. She hid nothing with a tight corset, and damn, she even wore a garter belt, making

r every move. Looking to my other side, I confirmed Gi

meone is looking to join?" I guessed

The woman said something to Claire before rushing o

rposefully down the stairs and towards the bar. I didn't need

ed us. She was a beautiful older woman, not our type, but I could s

u were just talking to?" Right to the point, I didn't

written on her face. "Emily?

shed out here so fast you'd think she saw the devil." My voice was unnec

odded, "That

learly not happy with being

our persistence. "I don't know.

u

ughts. How the hell could

visited Desire's Den was required to write down their name and contact information. It was mostly for security re

eon and me not far after. It seemed like I wasn't

n a hurry; the photos hanging

desk. Even though I was the one who owned this club, my friends took the liberty to

nd thought. As soon as she took out the guest list, s

nterest when it came to Matt, an

tead, I focused my eyes on Jennifer when she wasn't looking. Neither of us

rt of him, once, twice, thrice. She only stopped at specific body parts she liked the most: his thighs, arms, hands, and chest

att slammed the book closed, almost

ith hers. She was a smart girl, knowing when

He spoke carefully, but I knew

fer's brows

ong dark blonde hair. Sh

before slowly relaxing again, looking smu

protocol. This is ground for elimination of your position here at DD," I

stuttered, looking frightened at the thought of getting fired.

t then?" I somehow knew before I asked that she

t find the name of our mystery woman, but also because it was her damn job to se

istance no less-and I wanted to know more about her, to see her again. Scratch that, I neede

I do that with only k