Page 46 of Enthrall Climax
“I respect that.”
Her alluring perfume wafted over me. I had a sudden urge to reach out and wrap my fingers around her throat because I knew she’d like it. An interesting reaction but then again she’d dug her manicured fingernail into my chest, and if she was going for pain she’d hit her mark.
She let go and with a tilt of her head offered herself. “My office or a dungeon, Mr. Cole?”
Thoughts of Mia yanked me back from the brink. “I’m impressed with your security. Keep up the good work.” It sounded obtuse but I wanted her to get the fuck out so I could descend.
“So you are the great Cameron Cole?”
“I’ve retired.”
“Yet you are here?”
“Galina, I have to go.”
“Your penchant is what we specialize in. Anything you desire.”
“I’m late.”
“Isn’t your fetish to chase, catch, and fuck?”
A direct blow to my privacy.
Maybe her boss knew me. This was a private desire someone back at Chrysalis had leaked. A submissive perhaps, after I’d chased down willing victims and owned them for more hours then they’d deserved. I hadn’t minded it coming out back then. My badass attitude to dominate had served me well. Richard had found it amusing, mainly because he always boasted he was too lazy to hunt. He wanted them already trained. He wanted them ready to submit and his reluctance to train Mia had started me on an unpredictable path.
The thought of returning to Mia made me want to end this situation in a hurry.
“Tell me what you like?” she purred.
I’d not seen the benefit of giving away my game play. Not then. Not now.
Her palm rested on my chest. “Your pupils are dilated. You want in.”
“It’s a dark elevator,” I replied coldly, knocking her hand away.
“I’m sure your friend is having fun.”
“Good for him.” I glanced at the DOWN button.
“Luckily, Mr. Gardner is a seasoned submissive, so he will be able to handle the session.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“He booked an hour with Master Kristoff.”
Galina smiled, reading my expression. She knew I’d heard that name before. Kristoff was a psycho and he’d been banned from the west coast clubs because he was into the hard play—whether his client consented or not—all in the name of ego.
This place made Chrysalis look tame.
I clenched my fists when I thought of him touching Shay. “Take me to the room he’s in.”
“You will have to agree to let the scene play out.”
“Have you ever seen one of those exhibitions where they skin a dead body and then display the corpse?”
She stepped back. “Body Works?”
“If you don’t take me to Mr. Gardner right now, that’s going to be your new look.” I forced a smile. “It’ll go with your Louis Vuitton.”
