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I know I wronged her. I know I acted like a jackass, embarrassing both her and myself in front of

the club, but there’s nothing to change that now. I said my piece and she said hers. This might not be

the best course of action, but it’s something. It’s better than mooning about the club like a love-struck

dog waiting for their master to pet them.

That’s not me. That will never be me. I know my faults and flaws and can count each one. I’m an

arrogant son of a bitch, and I don’t plan on changing anytime soon. It’s what keeps me the best. It’s

what drives professional sports teams to go after me, offering more and more money to get my

exclusivity.

Even now, I’m sure there are packets and offers waiting for me at the clinic as teams from around

the country vie for my attentions. It’s a constant thing that takes up far more time than I’d like during

the day. But I wouldn’t have that if I wasn’t so sure of myself, so in command.

I don’t grovel. Ever. And tonight was certainly a first. The fact that I even admitted fault should be

enough for her to see that I’m willing to learn and move on. I did what I was supposed to do. I

apologized and promised to do better. The ball is now in her court.

Even as the thoughts fly through my head, I know it’s not going to be enough. I’ll have to show her

somehow, convince her that—even though I don’t agree with her profession—it has nothing to do with

how much I crave her as a submissive. I’m willing to look past her supposed job to get to the woman

underneath… but can she look past the faux pas I made?

God. I wanted so badly to get to know her, to get her under me in more ways than one. Did I

actually fuck it all up tonight? Will I never have that chance now?

Until today, I’ve never struck out when pursing a submissive, but it looks like Lila might be the

first unless I manage my own miracle.

CHAPTER 5

L ila

TUESDAY NIGHT

MY HANDS TREMBLE AS I PULL ALL MY EQUIPMENT OUT IN THE CENTER OF THE FLOOR. I KNOW BLACK

Light has massage tables to use for such a purpose, but after what happened a few days ago, I don’t

want to take the chance of anyone misunderstanding. Granted, with what I’m going to be teaching

them, they can add their own sexual flair easily. I’ll just be giving them the therapeutic basics as a

jumping off point.