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I need to see you.
Maybe tomorrow.
I sling my phone off the bed, and it hits the wall with a crash. I slide from the bed and pick up the useless phone. Kane’s going to kick my ass for ruining another one. I go to Kane’s office and dig through his desk until I find what I’m looking for.
“Ah ha,” I say, picking up another phone. He has them programmed and ready for me to activate it. Following the instructions on the box, the phone turns on, and a text message arrives as soon as it does.
Elijah
NO session. But I’d like to see you.
Frowning, I sit down in Kane’s chair and kick my feet up on his desk.
How would that even work?
Dinner. Movie. You know, regular shit, Blaze.
We don’t do regular shit. I tie you up and make you beg for my cock. That’s what we do.
Maybe we should do more.
“Excuse me?” I say to the empty room. Did I die and go straight to hell? I know I’m going to, but this is like my own personal hell. Kane jinxed me with all his talk about relationships. Motherfucker wants to settle down so bad that he can’t see straight, and now he’s dragging me down with him. Before I can answer, my phone starts ringing, Carter’s name flashing across the screen.
“Yeah?”
“Guess who just showed up at Carls’ house?”
“Who?”
“Lieutenant Michaels.”
“And?”
“His wife is the only one home.”
My feet drop to the floor with a thud. “No shit?”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Take pictures. I think we just found a new person to leverage. Oh, and Carter? Make the pictures nasty as fuck.”
Carter chuckles. “You got it.”
The call disconnects, and I pull up the chat screen for Kane.
Lieutenant Michaels just showed up to bang Carls’ wife. I told Carter to take pictures.
Kane
Good job. We go after Michaels next.
Okay. I’ll make sure I’m ready.
I gently lay my phone on the desk, still not sure how to answer Elijah. Going over to hang out with him sounds too much like a date, and it makes me itchy. Ineedwhat he gives me to keep my head straight, whatever that means. Being with him quiets all the voices in my head and allows me to just exist. I really don’t want to have to train a new submissive, and they usually can’t handle me for long, anyway. I’m not an easy man to deal with. I like complete control, and I have a penchant for inflicting pain. Elijah has always handled me beautifully, no matter what I put him through. The only one who’s ever controlled me is Kane.
Making up my mind, I snatch my phone back up, texting Elijah that I’m on my way.
I jump to my feet, make my way to the garage, and slide into my dark purple Bugatti Chiron Super Sport. I stab the button to start it and back out of the garage, heading to Elijah’s.
