“Okay, good.” He didn’t appear too certain.
“Are you making any progress on our spy?”
“I’ll have my report for you ASAP.” Shay pushed up. “Speaking of which, I have to get back to work.”
He headed for the door.
I sat back, realizing Lotte had not clarified when she’d be leaving that Bel Air manor.
From Shay’s reaction, Lotte might already be back at Chrysalis.
Standing in the foyer, I could see the appeal of being greeted by a half-naked submissive. She was on her knees before me, her slender figure hugged by a tight-fitting bodice, her expression full of adoration.
Totally hot, to be honest.
Maybe it was her comfort level or the fact I’d visited before, but I was no longer surprised by anything at Chrysalis.
Dex sat by my feet.
The submissive reached out to pet him. I didn’t miss the fact that they were both wearing collars.
“I’m here to see Lotte,” I told her.
“Sir, please wait here,” she said, her voice soft and inviting as she pushed up. “Dogs are only allowed with permission.”
“Rules are broken all the time here,” I chided.
Richard strolled across the foyer toward me. “Cole!”
I cringed when I saw him.
“Twice in two weeks,” he said, sounding snarky. “To what do we owe the pleasure this time?”
“Lotte’s not answering her phone.”
He rested his palm on the submissive’s spine. “Thank you.”
She gazed at him with worship in her eyes—a popular theme around here.
“Take the dog for a walk.” He gestured for her to disappear with Dex.
Agreeing, I handed over the leash to her.
We both watched the erotic scene of the sub strolling toward a hallway, round ass on show, peering back at us seductively as Dex happily trotted off with her.
Richard noticed my expression of concern. “She loves dogs.”
I still eyed her suspiciously.
Richard added, “She watches over Winston. She’s perfectly capable.”
“Andrea doesn’t mind?” I asked, curious. “You touching other people like that?”
“That’s a show of kindness. You should try it.”
“Here we go,” I said. “The mighty gatekeeper of Chrysalis on the defensive.”
He visibly centered himself.