“Shut your shithole!” Then he looked back at me. “You always do this! Everyone in that room was stone still, waiting breathlessly for the answer. I asked. She wasn’t supposed to be standing in my vacation home-turned-drug den. I envisioned all five members of my security lying dead on the floor or being held hostage, waiting for me to make a move. I noticed Natashya’s interest pique along with Erin’s. She’d attached the leash to the submissive’s collar but had removed it on my request. Not much space to stow a weapon,” Chloe explained. She squeezed my hand before letting go and carefully walking further into the room. “How long do you think it’ll take them?” Emily asked, joining me beside the door. “John,” I said. I shook it, realizing I’d gone too long without taking Quentin’s hand, and it probably seemed rude. Chloe and I will join you guys as soon as we can.”
John glanced at Chloe, who nodded her head once. Her arms were as thick as my thighs and ripped, and I could tell the rest of her was just as muscular under the shirt she wore. I’ve also started Book 2, and Chapters 1 through 15 are already up. Maybe Chloe had a point. Natalie was supposed to be on vacation with her new boyfriend.
