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That part of myself sickens me, yet I do nothing to stop her from taking control again. The result of seeing Richard kissing Victoria is equivalent to someone hitting my reset button.

Tearing my eyes from them, they land on the creepy guy I saw a moment ago. Nodding my head toward the bathroom, I invite him to join me. If Richard doesn’t want me anymore, then fuck him. And fuck his stupid fucking rules, too. I enter the bathroom and a moment later, the creeper follows me in.

“What’s your fancy, darlin’?”

Ew.

“Just fuck me.Now.”

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I don’t know how long it’s been since the stranger left the bathroom, but I’ve been bawling my eyes out on the floor ever since. I feel sick. I can’t move. I’m so fucking angry at myself, but it has nothing to do with disobeying Richard’s rules and everything to do with how I feel about him. I’ve known for a while, probably since he fucked me on the roof, that there was more than just sex between us. Feelings are there. Emotions are there. It’s why I was always such a bitch to him. It’s why I’ve been able to go along with his rules and accept his control over me.

But I had no idea how deeply I felt for him until now.

The second that creep’s dick touched my pussy, I almost lost my dinner. I closed my eyes as he began to fuck me, but all I could see was Richard kissing that bitch. All I could hear were her words playing over and over in my head. I knew I shouldn’t have trusted him. My heart shatters just like it did when Jacob walked out. Except the pain I feel this time is much deeper than before.

It was over almost as quickly as it began. In three long, agonizing minutes all the progress I’ve made over the last month has vanished, and a person I no longer recognize, a person I hate and no longer want to be—the girl I was before Meadowlake—has taken my place.

ChapterTwenty-Four

RICHARD

I’ve doneseveral laps around the club, and still haven’t been able to find Brynn.

Where the hell did she go?

“Richard, check the bathroom. Someone just reported seeing a woman in there crying.” Victoria says as she hurries over to me.

I walk quickly to the other side of the club and burst through the door. There’s Brynn, on her side in the fetal position, her body shaking from the strength of her sobs.

“Brynn, baby, what happened?”

I kneel next to her and take her hand in mine. Brushing her hair away from her face, I wrap my other arm around her body, pulling her off the floor and into my lap.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I rock her back and forth gently, trying to soothe her enough so she can tell me what happened.

“Why don’t you take her into my office. She can lie on the sofa for a while,” Victoria offers.

“No,” I snap.

When Victoria pulled me in for a kiss a few minutes ago, I couldn’t believe it. It goes against everything she taught me about being true to your sub, and not taking any other lovers while we’re committed to one another. The shock of it stunned me, which allowed her lips to linger longer than they should have.

They shouldn’t have been there in the first place, and I made sure to tell her so. She told me she was surprised because of the conversation we had last week after a blow up between Brynn and me. I was doubting my abilities as a Dom after so long without a sub, and I wanted advice. I casually mentioned it was easier being a sub at times, and I sometimes wish I had someone to tell me what to do again.

But I didn’t mean it literally.

Anyway, I don’t think staying here any longer is the right call, for multiple reasons.

“No, I need to take her home. Toourhome.”

As I call my driver to bring the car around, I feel Brynn’s body shaking against mine. My heart is broken knowing she’s in pain, and not knowing what I can do to help. I need to get her home and get her talking.

I think I’ll take her to my bed this evening. Victoria’s kiss made me realize Brynn is more than just my sub or my patient.

She’s my everything.

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