My Big Bad Wolf: Elysia & Alex
As I took his seat, the chair still carried warmth from his body heat, and without thinking, I snuggled into the comfort, beginning to peer at the paperwork before me; a labyrinth of numbers and dates, a puzzle waiting to be solved.
Outside the office, the club was still, a change from the glamour and drama of the weekend. But in my mind, I could still hear the whip-cracking performance of the dominatrix and the bound submissive who had danced across the stage. With a small shake of my head, I dismissed the memory, and picked up the first set of papers.
The numbers and letters blurred together at first, but as I began to sort through the mess, a pattern began to emerge. The numbers didn't li
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