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As I get dressed, I wonder what I’m going to do with myself today.
I decide to explore the house, curious about where my bosses live. Obviously I saw a little of the downstairs when I interviewed here, but I’m curious about the rest. Stepping out into the hallway, I glance around, taking in the elegant decor and the luxurious furnishings. The walls are adorned with beautiful pastel paintings, while the floors are covered in plush carpets. I’m out of place in such a grand setting.
I walk towards the staircase and descend to the ground floor. Voices come from the direction of the kitchen and so I follow them. As I enter the spacious room, the smell of fresh coffee and pastries greet me. My stomach grumbles at the sight of the delicious spread laid out on the table.
The guys are all seated around the table, dressed in casual attire, laughing and chatting. They all turn to look at me as I enter the room, and I feel a flush of embarrassment creep up my neck.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Don greets me with a smile.
“Good morning,” I reply, feeling a little self-conscious in my borrowed sweatpants and hoodie.
“You look gorgeous,” Dash adds, his eyes scanning me up and down.
I feel my cheeks warming at his words. “Thank you,” I say, trying to keep my voice even.
“Come, sit,” Wint gestures to the empty seat next to him. “We were just discussing today’s plans.”
I slide into the seat, feeling the warmth of Wint’s body next to mine. I try to focus on what he’s saying, but my mind keeps drifting to the way his thigh brushes against mine under the table.
“Candy? Candy.”
“Bambi’s not even listening.”
“Sugar.”
There’s so many voices I don’t even know where to look.
“Sorry, what?”
North leans forward across the table and captures me in his stony gaze. He waits until he has my full attention and I feel like I can’t breathe before speaking.
“Dash was telling us you wanted to explore more of the club. Is that so?”
My whole body feels like it’s on fire, and I squirm in my seat under North’s intense scrutiny. In fact, I feel all of their eyes on me, and my skin heats under their combined attention.
“Err, yeah. Yes. If that’s okay?”
“It is,” North replies. “But there’s a few things we need from you first.”
My lungs aren’t working. I’m frozen on the spot, unable to do anything but gape at North.
“Umm, what?” I ask breathlessly.
“We need you to sign a non-disclosure agreement,” Don says, his voice calm but firm. “We can’t risk any leaks about the club.”
I nod, feeling a little relieved that it’s just a legal document they need from me. “Sure, I can do that.”
“Great,” Dash says, his hand sliding over mine on the table. “We’ll get it ready for you to sign before we take you to the club tonight. And just so you know, we’ll be accompanying you at all times. Your safety is our top priority.”
I nod again, my mind racing with thoughts of what else I might see at the club. I got the feeling that my tour with North was only the tip of the very kinky iceberg. The curiosity is eating me alive, and I can’t deny the thrill of the unknown.
“Thank you,” I say, my voice trembling with anticipation.
“There’s one more thing,” Wint says, clapping his hands together. “And I think it’s going to take some time, so you might want to set aside a portion of your day to work on this.”
“Oh? Okay?”
Wint gives me a sympathetic smile and slides a file across to me. I flip it open and my jaw nearly hits the table. The pile of papers inside is thick, but the first sheet claiming to be a ‘BDSM Contract Checklist’ makes me gulp.
