Chapter 18: Damian

I staked my claim last night. Gossip is ramped at the best of times at the club. Now it's wildfire. I made my move because I wanted everyone to know, especially the men, that Lydia is off limits. I didn't like her working a scene with Kyle and I didn't like her flirting with the bartender. My brain tells me how wrong I am to expect submission from a Domme, but my dick feels the intensity of her stare. Lydia wants me, but she's too stubborn to act on it.

I'm tired of waiting.

After stacking the deck on my first bet with the lovely Lydia, this second one could go either way. I haven't felt this level of exhilaration in ages. I will win this bet.

Of course, the day of the bet is spent dealing with a million and one petty items within the hotel. I have an excellent hotel manager, but it just so happens he's on vacation and I'm stuck doing the everyday tasks I've never enjoyed. A fight broke out in housekeeping. Not a yelling match, an all-out brawl between two women. Both were fired on the