Total pages in book: 230
Estimated words: 217798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1089(@200wpm)___ 871(@250wpm)___ 726(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1089(@200wpm)___ 871(@250wpm)___ 726(@300wpm)
He hadn’t even thought to ask the question. He’d been so enthralled by the way she took control, by the relief he felt at the idea of not being in charge for a few fucking minutes in his day. “I did what she required. It didn’t seem wrong at the time. But she didn’t tell me about her past. She didn’t tell me what she wanted from me.”
“Did she require your submission outside the bedroom? Did she manipulate you into giving in to her when the subject wasn’t sex? Women can use any number of manipulative techniques to get us to submit to their evil wills.”
He had the feeling Taggart was making fun of him. It made him think though. She hadn’t tried to manipulate him. She’d asked if he was going to come to her meetings with parliament, that he sit back and allow her to handle things, but that was her job. She understood it far better than he did. He’d spent the whole time getting hot because of the way she masterfully handled those men, but he’d also realized that she was competent.
They hadn’t fought until that last day. They’d found a familiar friendship that had filled some place inside him he hadn’t realized was empty.
“No, she hasn’t tried, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t part of her plan. She was grooming me.” It sounded stupid even to his ears.
Taggart’s whole body buckled under the force of his laughter. He was red in the face when he came back up. “Kash, man. That is the best. For a hot minute there I thought you were serious. Oh, you got me good. That was hysterical.”
He was deeply appreciative of the fact that his face was covered with a mask because he could feel his cheeks heating. It was ridiculous. “Yeah, I thought it was pretty good. You know me, I am an incredibly funny man.”
Taggart gave him a wide smile. “I was worried there for a minute. She’s an amazing woman. Your girl is kinky and she’ll keep you on your toes for the rest of your life. You totally could have done worse. You should thank your momma for picking a wife who’s badass enough to be your queen. And Kash, it’s time to let go of all that other shit and get the hell back to work.”
“What are you talking about?” He feared he knew. Taggart was one of the only men on earth who knew what he’d been working on and how wrong it had gone.
“You’ve been hiding from that project for years. It wasn’t your fault some douchebag decided to kill your project, and it’s not your fault that your people died. And this time around, you’ll have me working security, and I’ve heard that queen of yours is pretty smart, too. You’ve fumbled around for years. It’s time to do what you’re supposed to do.”
“What’s that, Taggart?”
Taggart’s eyes went to the stage and they lit up as the lights came on. “Well, well, there’s some manipulation. I should have wondered why Charlie was so hot to help set up. See, not all plots are bad things. Some end up leading to happy endings. You wanted to know how it would work with two tops, you can find out tonight. Or you can play with your girl and be happy and tell anyone who thinks it’s wrong to go straight to hell. It’s your choice.”
Taggart started walking away. Kash put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. “You didn’t answer my question. You said there was something I was supposed to do.”
“Yeah, man. Some asshat who’s no longer alive thanks to a badass babe set you back. Now it’s time to step up again. Time to change the world. The world needs visionaries. You can’t be a visionary if all you do with your life is worry about what other people think. Be brave. Be the fucking king, my man.”
He glanced up and saw what Taggart had seen. A gorgeous woman wearing a black catsuit that clung to her every curve was walking onto the stage. Walking? That woman didn’t merely walk. She strode. She owned the ground she walked on. A black mask covered her face, but there was no question of who she was. Between the long, midnight black hair that nearly reached her waist and those gorgeous lips of hers, he knew his wife. Although he’d never seen her look so confident, so secure in who she was than that moment she walked onto the stage.
Day was done waiting for him. She was here in the dungeon and she would move on.
Charlotte Taggart took the stage as Day looked over the ropes that had been left for her. Charlotte stepped up and looked out over the small crowd. “Thank you all for joining us tonight. We’ve got a special treat. A friend of ours is here in town for a few days. She’s considered an expert at both bondage and suspension play, and she’s going to give us a demo tonight. She’s going to show you that with proper technique, a tiny Domme can handle her big, burly sub.”