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“Get up, Blake And get your ass down here Now,” he co up

Dropping s and rush to the bathroom I quickly brush et rid of the lingering taste of the rum and Cokes Then I throw on one of his T-shirts with a pair of underwear, not wanting to go down there naked We’re obviously alone, but I prefer to have soh the club naked Plus, I don’t even knohere down here is I’ to have to find him

Opening the apart it to latch because he has a key, but I don’t I le hallway to the elevator at the end and step inside when it immediately opens up for me I press the bottom floor and silently wait for it to open

I wringsweaty I’m nervous because you never knohat Ryat ant Especially here Like is he planning on fucking me on the dance floor? Bent over the bar? What about on the stage where the bands perform for special events?

The elevator comes to a stop, and the door slides open “Oh Lord” by In This Mo I’ive my Lord whatever he wants,tells hts are on as if the club is open, but it’s different being here when no one else is

Stepping onto the dance floor, I look around at the empty bar and chairs that round the tables “Ryat?” I shout over the music It’s louder than norover co on

Patting down the shirt, I realize I left my cell phone upstairs in the bed “Well, shit,” I hiss When I look up, I throw my hair overback in a corner booth

It’s darker, the lights not hitting in the spot, but I can still make out the body that sits there He’s dressed in a black cloak, and ot his mask on

He wants to fucking play!

The thoughtcoes to “All The Time” by Jeremih and Lil Wayne, and I watch him slowly slide out of the booth, then step down onto the dance floor

I take a step back, and he stands there, tilting his head to the side He reaches his right hand out and grabs sohts bounce off the metal—handcuffs