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Angel had said nothing about the car she’d never seen before. She wanted to make jokes about what else he may have up his lofty sleeve, but somehow, she knew by his silence that he was preoccupied by something. Since, his speech about the stepfather and her mother thing, it couldn’t be that. He seemed far away somehow, distanced by a distraction that she’d never seen in him before. Is he nervous about the club, my showy dress? Is he about to dump me off on one of his many staff members? She was crushing her little black clutch purse and realized she may just break the little bag as she let go of it some.Her eyes rose up to the flashing sign above them. Blinking, she leaned forward and peered up. The sign had the same design as Bastien’s tattoo. Instantly, she remembered where she’d seen it. She couldn’t breathe. Brandon had taken her here the first night they were in Paris. It was a kink club, full of dancers and people in leather. Her stomach dropped as she turned to look at the ver

“My favorite part was where you said…” his voice slowed, “…you would come while on your knees if I shoved my cock down your throat. I grew so hard at your words. I’ve been with some soumis—submissive women and they never made me as hard as you did that night.”As he spoke, Angel was afraid she would start hyperventilating.“Do you remember what you said, Angel?” he asked and flipped her around to face him.She tried to swallow and found that her throat had closed while she gazed into his eyes. She shook her head.“Yes, I think you do. I seemed to remember a list of things you liked.” He stepped closer.“I like it rough?” she offered.“Tell me again,” he seethed as he held her arms.She sighed and let her head fall back. “I like to worship, while…”Bastien let her go.She stumbled back.His expression looked furious. “When did you know him?”Angel sucked in her breath.Chapter ElevenWith a cruel swift skill, Bastien reached out and ripped her silk dress, pulling and tearing at it unti