Devyn
Devyn watches Kieran’s back as he walks away after kissing her, then slides down onto the floor in shock. Why did he have to do that? Why did he have to complicate things further, just when she found a semblance of happiness and belonging? She wonders if she really provoked this attraction as he claimed. After they met in the alley, she couldn’t get him out of her head, especially after he had stood so close to her.
When she saw him walking out of the rooms, their eyes met and she held his gaze as she danced. Not once did he break the connection. When she concluded her dancing, she realized that the entire room must have seen this exchange. Marley would certainly kill her after this, this was why she had left so abruptly.
Running her fingers through her thick red curls, she stood up. “I can’t be here,” she says out loud and walks towards Ross’ office.
After telling him she was feeling sick and tha
Devyn Devyn has been awake since 6 am, staring at her bedroom ceiling. Tonight was her performance at The Siren Song, and she felt surprisingly confident about it. Singing was her life, she didn’t care about ‘making it’ as a famous singer’ she just wanted to perform for people. Being on stage was like a drug to her, which is why she enjoyed dancing at The Rabbit Hole. She was essentially ‘performing’. She drags herself out of bed and runs her fingers through her hair as she walks towards the kitchen for some coffee. She had a pretty good feeling about tonight, for some reason she felt as if it would change her life. Shaking her head with a smile, she pours herself a cup of freshly roasted coffee. Clarissa must have been up early to make this. As she sat down, her thoughts go back to the conversation she had with Clarissa the previous evening. She knew her happiness did not lay at The Rabbit Hole or with Kieran Teague, but knew she had to make
Light applause follows Devyn as she leaves the stage and heads towards the bar counter, keeping her head down. The man she had tried to keep out of her mind was here and had watched her performance with a look of wonder in his eyes.Why was Kieran here? And why had he looked at her like that?“One glass of wine, please.” She orders before taking a seat on the barstool and rubs her temples. Her performance had gone smoothly, and she was happy with the whole gig, but the way it ended left her with knots in her stomach.“Devyn,” she hears the voice of Ian behind her and turns around, only to stare straight into the face of Kieran. “See, I told you she was amazing,” Ian says and nudges him lightly.“She was exquisite,” Kieran replies softly, pinning her with his lust-filled gaze once more. The realization hits her like a ton of bricks; Kieran was Ian’s boss!“This is your boss?” She asks
After arriving home, Devyn heads towards the kitchen. She needed coffee, and she needed it made strong. Kieran wanted her, but he needed her to say the words. Would she be so bold as to do that? She pours her coffee and leans over the counter, thinking about what happened between her and Kieran. The things he made her feel with a kiss alone pale compared to what any other man had made her feel in the past. She sighs, then takes a sip of her coffee. Clarissa would be working late tonight because of Marley not pitching, so she would be exhausted when she gets home later. How would her friend take this newest development with Kieran? Would she even dare to tell her? Things were happening so fast in her life lately, she wasn’t sure which way was up. “I saw you tonight,” Devyn feels a chill down her spine at the voice behind her. It can’t be… they just had the locks changed! She turns around and braces herself; Nathan stood there with a reckless in
They’ve arrived at the underground parking lot of one of Manhattan’s premier apartment buildings. Devyn looks over at Kieran in the driver’s seat, “What exactly do you do for a living? There is no way you make your money from a BDSM and Jazz club alone.” She asks him and heard him chuckle. “Let’s save that conversation for another time, hun.” He says and parks the car in what she noticed was a VIP parking. It seems everything Kieran deals with is “VIP”. He comes to a halt and gets out of the car, walking around to the passenger side then opening the door for her. “Thank you,” she says as she gets out of the car. He held out his hand for her to take and she reciprocated. What was she doing? Was it wise going with someone who just shot her ex in the head? She realised that it was a bit too late to turn back now seeing as the elevator doors just closed behind her. Kieran was being exceptionally quiet right now and it started to unnerve her tremendously. Should she say s
KieranHe lets go of Devyn and releases a strained groan as his cock slides out of her. That may have been the most average sex he’s ever had, but the passion behind it had blown his mind. She looks up at him, all coy and embarrassed, as a blush covers her cheeks. He knew she tried to fight the attraction she felt towards him; he did as well, but in the end, he had to have her. She was too much of a temptation to let her go.Pulling down a hand towel from next to the shower, he hands it to her, and she cleans herself up. After disposing of it, she turns to him and he feels the anxiety radiating from her as she subconsciously moves to cover her supple body. Kieran frowns at this. “We just had sex, Devyn. There’s no reason to be shy and hide your gorgeous body from me.” He says and walks towards her, putting his hands on her hips. She shakes her head. “It shouldn’t have happened that way,” she says and walks away
Devyn Devyn opens her eyes and could immediately feel the start of a heavy migraine that would plague her day. Groaning, she sits up and takes in her surroundings, feeling momentarily stunned. Then she remembers the gun, the blood and her shower with Kieran. Trauma does weird things to you, you either live through it and suffer in silence, or you seek help in the form of another person. For years Devyn chose the former, wearing a smile on her face when she knew she was dying inside. But last night things had been different; she confided in someone, and by confiding she meant she let Kieran fuck her brains out. Thinking back to last night, she feels a sudden blush fill her cheeks, and she lays back down on the bed. She hardly ever blushed or played coy, but Kieran seems to bring that out in her. He had claimed her last night, and she said yes to him - she was his new submissive. How would that work though? He was her boss and n
As soon as they pull up outside her apartment building, Devyn’s heart beats wildly. The last time she was here, she had a gun to her throat. Kieran sees her pale and turns towards her, “If you’re uncomfortable with coming back here, we can leave, love.” He says and takes her hand in his, but she shakes her head. “This is my home. If I don’t face my demons now, I never will.” She says and notices the gleam in Kieran’s eyes.“That’s my girl,” he remarks with a smile before getting out and opening the door for her. “I won’t go in with you, Clarissa would have an aneurysm.” He says before giving her a kiss on her cheek and getting back into his car. Giving her one last smile and wink, he drives off in that extremely flashy car of his.Devyn braces herself, takes a deep breath and enters her apartment building. She knew Clarissa was bouncing off the walls with curiosity already and would wan
It has been one year of bliss for Devyn and she wondered when she would come down from her high. Kieran has shown her things, filthy things that she would never think of uttering to Clarissa. Being a submissive was definitely not how they portrayed it in the media; it was not about being trapped, but about finding her own freedom in being bound. Everything they did was consensual, and Kieran would always stop as soon as things were getting too much for her. Then came what he called ‘Vanilla Sex.’ This Devyn loved above all else because Kieran worshipped her body in bed. There was a certain power that came with making a man like Kieran Teague be gentle and sensual like that. Clarissa was working at the bar as well, and Kieran matched her Rabbit Hole salary on Devyn’s account, something Clarissa was eternally grateful for. Devyn’s musical career seemed to find its footing as well. They offered her a one year contract with a record label, and Kieran urged her to