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Chapter Seventeen

A quarter of an hour later, Presley stepped through the dungeon doors The soft rhythmic music and erotic noises surrounded her, and a familiar excitement fluttered low in her belly

Master Dmitri had immediately stripped her to her new black lace shelf bra and teeny-tiny ht at the mall on Thursday Then he’d left her with Cora—dressed in a dark purple corset with silver thong—sitting on the couch in the center of the dungeon

Presley had spent a good few ht ended with an unconscious Steven, which she still couldn’t believe By the tiether “Andwhat, you left right after?”

“Yeah,” Presley replied “Two of the waiters reer, paid the bill, then we came here”

“H Presley’s “Strange”

Presley had to agree: De to her, too He didn’t say a word about it afterward or really even talk to her the entire drive to the dungeon She asked once if he was angry with her, to which he replied, “Of course not, love,” then he took her hand

Reht had started out with Dmitri and how shitty it had ended, Presley shook her head in frustration “I’ure out why Steven was there in the first place You know hioes to Scores I picked Mickey’s because he wouldn’t be there” She took a quick glance around, but no one in the dungeon was near them, so she whispered to Cora, “Do you think Steven wouldI don’t knowfollow me?”

Cora laughed, and the couch bounced beneath her “While I think Steven is a total dipshit and would do soet back with you or anything, right?”

Presley nodded “Right” While Steven had shoith his texts he wanted to be friends, she knew hih to know he had realized it was over between them almost immediately after their breakup So, what in the hell was he up to tonight?

From all his reactions and his insistence to talk to her, she wondered if he knew of the lifestyle she led Had he pieced it together froht, when Steven had looked at Der in his eyes, as if he knew hiht to hate him, too But even if Steven did knoould he care what she did and didn’t do? They broke up because he had cheated on her If anyone had a right to judge, it would be her

Besides, she wondered whether it mattered to her if he did know Not particularly, she mused Bottom line, Steven wasn’t in her life anymore, and that’s exactly how she wanted it Her lips had parted to share her frustrations with Cora when Master Dmitri interrupted, “Presley, to me now”

Presley’s heart raced at his serious expression, but he didn’t focus on her long To Cora, he said, “Go to Master Aidan on the other side of the dungeon Tell him I’ve asked to keep you there until I order otherwise”

Cora hesitated, and the look in her eyes resembled pity “Yes, sir”

Presley watched Cora hurry away, then a war her bare shoulder had her hesitantly turning to Master D what she’d already been through in the dungeon, yet the way he looked at her noith the tense set of his jaw, alarmed her