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Chapter 184: What Did You Hope Te

Riccardo

Kingston commented that the fee paid for the safety of playing publicly an

that fee. I happened to agree with him.

"But?" I prompted when we were alone again.

"We should keep an eye on that new member, Maxim. I had forgotten his surname. It might be nothing, but I noticed him watching Ma Taylor." The bartender said, I frowned.

"Maxim Ogu?" I asked.

"Yes, that is the guy."

Damn it, I had been the one to vet him. If he did something that would piss me off, I am going to rip his head. I scanned the arms and soon found both him and the Taylor couple. Maxim was sitting several seats down from the pair in the seating area, but he had a clear view of them. I narrowed my eyes as he looked right at the couple. I shifted my gaze back to the bartender.

"Had he approached them?" He shook his head.

"No, he has kept a respectable distance. At least for the moment."

"Good, I will let security know about your concern. They will keep an eye on him both here and through the surveillance cameras. Is there anything else I should know about?" He shook his head again.

"That is all."

Finishing up my drink, I sent a text to the ones working security tonight to watch out for Maxim Ogu. With a last look at the couple and him, I started making my way to the stairs. I have seen enough here. I had taken a few steps up the stairs when someone called for me. "Sir?" Turning back around, I saw one of the dungeon monitors coming towards me.

"Yes?"

"Adanna is asking for you to come to the reception. There was a woman there asking for you."

as I crossed the floor in a

was talking about could be Angelia. My heart almost burst at the thought of her seeking me out. The hallway with the boudoir inspired pictures depicting the bdsm lifestyle passed in a blur, and soon I was on the stairs leaning towards the front entrance. Each step I took was filled with unbidden excitement and hopefulness. As the reception and the woman came into view, I

never used to get along. She turned around to face me, a smile resting on her lips. I

"Lily?"

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and I later being surprised, thable to help myself, I took in the wataan I had thought I would never see again. She still looks good with her high cheekbones, long silky hair and

doing here?" I asked, ignoring her title

as if that was an answer to why

had been a favor for Marshall's sister and

I signaled

in

the floor as if she had taken my suggestion as a command. Trained behavior was hard to unlearn, even after spending years apart. I was almost impressed when we walked across the club, and she made no notion of looking around the place. I knew she had to be curious about what had changed since she had last been here. Like an obedient slave, she walked behind me with her head cast down. I farted on my nerves, but I wasn't one to make a

not your master, Lily. I never

want her to think of our time together as something more than what it truly had been. Training, pure and simple. She

say that, ma..Mr. Morgan. You were my master once upon a time, the best one I have ever had." Her voice was timid

I moved to my seat behind my desk and

master and slave relationship. It was practice." I calmly explained

was the one to suggest it. I had only

remember our agreement, right?" She nodded, looking unhappy to

it felt real. Didn't

it did."

right. However, it had proven to me what I had already known; I was a master through and through. That had

are you doing here, Lily?" I tried again, hoping for a better

the city. Abuja wasn't as exciting as I thought. It

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