The next evening, as the dinner bell chimed and echoed into every room through the club’s intercom system, Dylan logged out of her computer, locked her office door, and headed to La Prizonye. At the start of each night, Cooper rang the old brass bell mounted behind the bar. It was the signal that the evening meeting was about to begin.
For two weeks, Dylan looked forward to Ari popping her head into her office before every shift, but on that night, she didn’t even come to say hello at the beginning of her shift. They both dreaded what was to come. Since Ari arrived at Adytum, Dylan felt revitalized and energized. She looked forward to showing up and educating Ari in the ways of BDSM. It had been slow going, not wanting to scare Ari away. They had something. Together, they teetered along the fine line between mutual attraction and sexual tension. And the previous night was the first time Dylan had ever really raised a hand to Ari. It scared both of them.
Neither one was ready for whatever malevolent plan Maxi had in store for Ari. However, this was all on Dylan. The woman never should have stepped foot into Adytum, and now Maxi demanded her presence on the floor for the clients to chew up and spit out.
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