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While I check the rest of my messages, Susan saunters by, but then stops and turns and looks me up and down. “Such a shame, you could do so much better than Gia,” she states and then heads to the locker room.

Just as she is getting ready to open the door, Gia comes out in that cute little outfit she had on earlier. Damn, I will never get enough of that red-headed vixen.

“Are you ready Sir?”

“Yup, let’s go, Sugar.”

The ride back to the gym is relaxing, Gia’s arms around my body, holding on, her head on my shoulder. I know I made the right decision to collar her. I don’t want anyone else having her.

We pull into the back parking lot, and Gia opens the back door with my key, and I roll my bike into the area set up just for it. Thank you, Andy, I think to myself. We walk hand in hand up to her apartment, and I grab two waters while she heads to the bathroom to do her nightly routine. After placing a water bottle on each side of the bed on the nightstands, I strip and wait for Gia to come to bed.

When the door opens, she is wearing nothing but a Steven’s Street Gym t-shirt. She could be wearing a feed sack, and she would look sexy as hell. She climbs into the bed and scoots as close to me as she can.

“Gia, I want you to have a full understanding of what happened tonight. The only time you are to take off that collar is when you are in any type of water. You are now mine, and every man in the lifestyle will know it, and leave you alone. Do you understand that, Beautiful?”

“Yes Sir, I understand. I am honored to be wearing such a beautiful collar.”

“You made me a very proud Dom tonight. I have never been with anyone that is so responsive. It was if I have waited my whole life for you.”

Suddenly, I hear a light snoring, and I look down to see that she is sound asleep. I kiss the top of her head, pull her in just a bit closer and close my eyes. Sleep overtakes me quickly, I guess we both were exhausted.

I can hear a phone ringing in the distance. I open my eyes and check the time on my bedside clock. 4:30 a.m. Who the hell is calling me this early. My phone is across the room in my pants, so I slip out of bed and retrieve it. I see Cosimo’s name on the screen.

I try to whisper as I walk out of the room. “Cosimo, everything okay?”

“Logan, I need you and Butch to get to the club as soon as possible. There has been an accident in the ladies’ locker room, it involves Susan. I have already called Butch, so he should arrive about the same time you do.”

“Okay, I’m leaving now.”

What the hell could have happened that warrants a call at 4:30 a.m. I walk back into the bedroom, but Gia isn’t in bed. Just then she exits the bathroom and walks over to me. “Who was that so early in the morning Logan? Everything okay?”

“Not sure, something going on at the club and since I am head of security, I must get there as soon as I can. Please go back to bed, I know you have to cover the front desk at 6:00 a.m. I will text you later. Jeremiah is next door. Do you want me to get him to come over?”

Gia shakes her head no and then kisses me. She gets back into bed. I kiss her gently on the forehead and then I am gone, making sure that the door is locked. And even though she said no, I stop and have Jeremiah come outside and stand guard.

When I arrive at the club, there is an ambulance just pulling away and two police cars parked in the back lot. I show the police officer my credentials for the club, and he lets me in. I head straight to Cosimo’s office. Butch and two uniformed police are standing there.

“Somebody want to tell me what the fuck is going on?” I ask.

“Susan slit her wrists in the showers in the ladies’ locker room. She is alive, but barely. The night crew that cleans found her. They took her to Lexington General. Master Craig has been contacted, and he is on his way there now,” Cosimo tells me.

“I didn’t think Susan would do this to herself, she is so full of hate, and I thought she would go after Gia before harming herself.”

“After seeing you collar Gia tonight, she went a bit crazy according to Master Craig. He tried to calm her by giving her what she likes, but it didn’t seem to satisfy her. They sat in the main room until about 2:00 a.m. drinking and he was just consoling her. He said he took her to her car, and she drove off. Obviously, she came back and someone let her in,” Butch said.

One of the policemen, Officer Drake, shares with us that there will be a psychologist assigned to her, and she will be in the psychiatric ward for forty-eight hours, under suicide watch.

Just as Officer Drake is finishing getting statements from everyone, Detective Margot Malone walks in and gives explicit instructions to the officer to work directly with her on this, as there is an ongoing investigation into Susan.

“Well, this is a cluster, isn’t it?” Margot asks.

“I can tell you that she looked pretty pissed last night when I collared Gia, but I didn’t think she was weak enough to try this.”

“Once we get the psychologist’s report, we will have a better understanding of what we are dealing with. Everyone go home, and if we need anything further, we will be in touch,” Margot said.

After Margot leaves Cosimo’s office, we all sit down and have a large pour of bourbon. I close my eyes and rub my forehead. How in the hell did this get so out of control?

“Logan, you can’t blame yourself. We all agreed to this plan. The fact that it was 100% real for you must have hit Susan hard. She has been wanting someone to collar her for three years. You know she had her sights on you, and although you treated her with the utmost respect, she couldn’t accept the fact that you didn’t want her. For someone like Susan, she can’t accept rejection of any kind,” Butch tells me.