Page 70 of Possess

“Yes, also because you’re a woman,” Linda said. “You have nothing to worry about, Allyson.”

“What about Starr Construction?” There was so much wrong there.

“I’ve asked one of the state inspectors to go out to their sites,” Wes said. “We don’t know how much Rudy falsified for them. We can only, at this time, prove what he did to Riggs Construction.”

Allyson nodded. “If you need my help with anything, let me know.” She was willing to help where she could.

“I’ll keep your offer in mind.” Wes nodded at her. “For now, go home. Monday is going to be soon enough to deal with all of this.”

“Thanks, Wes, Linda.” Allyson stood and left the room in shock. They’d actually fired Rudy. After shutting down her computer, she grabbed her stuff and drove home. By the time she got home, her head pounded like someone was inside with a hammer trying to break out.

Damn. She didn’t need this tonight. She took two painkillers, then found an outfit for tonight and put it in a bag. Shoes. She found a pair of low heels that she could survive a night in.

She pulled up to Zeke’s house right at five. His truck sat in the driveway. Allyson took a deep breath. The painkillers had taken the edge off her headache, but that was about it.

Buck up. She’d survive. It wasn’t the first time she’d gone out with a headache. Grabbing her bag, she walked up to his front door. She wasn’t going to ruin tonight by talking about what happened at work or her headache. Tonight was for them.

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“I need to review the rules for Wicked Sanctuary,” Zeke said as he drove.

“Rules?”

“Yep. Max created a place where people would feel safe in their sexuality and in the lifestyle.”

“That sounds nice.” She rubbed her forehead.

“Since you’ve seen the plans, you know there are bathrooms. There will be lockers inside for you to put your belongings in. No phones or anything are allowed on the floor.”

“I can deal with that.”

“I called Max about the dress code. Whatever you wear for tonight will be fine. Max waived it for you for tonight only since this was kind of spur of the moment.”

“Oh?” Her voice held surprise. “I think I should be okay.”

“I’m sure you will be. Submissives usually wear a light blouse, or a bra, or corset, or nothing. Skirt, shorts, a thong, or nothing. You can wear heels, ballet slippers, as the ladies call them, or go barefoot.”

It was a good thing he remembered all these things. It was part of his job as a DM to alert Max or Jordan or Damon, which ever one of them was in the club on a given night, and escort the person out of the club with an explanation.

“Barefoot… That doesn’t seem sanitary or safe.”

“The club flooring is specially made and sanitized every night. The club isn’t wall-to-wall bodies. We’re busy, but we keep it within the fire code.” That was one thing he made sure of, not that Ralph didn’t. The club receptionist/sometimes bouncer was very good at his job.

He pulled up to the gate and input the code. The gate swung open, and he drove through. There were already several cars in the lot, a little surprising since it was only seven forty-five. Zeke helped Allyson from his truck, grabbed their bags, and they walked inside.

“Oh good, you’re here,” Dani jumped up and ran over to them. She hugged Allyson.

Zeke glanced at Ralph. “This is Allyson. Max cleared her.”

“He did.” Ralph typed on the computer. “If you’ll both sign in here, and here’s your band.” Ralph handed him a purple and white wristband. Zeke hesitated before he took it. “Master Max said it was appropriate.”

Leave it to Max to think of these things. Zeke signed his name, then Dani told Allyson to sign hers. Zeke handed Allyson her bag.

“We’ll be out shortly.” Dani took Allyson’s hand and pulled her into the ladies’ room.

Zeke chuckled. The look an Allyson’s face was pure confusion.

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