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symmetrically on the wooden arms.
    “You’re sure you’ve never been trained before?” he asks.
    Not in a sexual way and certainly by choice. “Never.”
    “Then why do I get the feeling there’s more to you than what
you’re telling me? Why do I feel like I’ve barely scratched your surface?”
      “Maybe because
you’re not a man who trusts easily.”
    I’m brazen and ballsy, but I get the feeling Dane’s a man
used to having his ass kissed on a daily basis. My fingers cross under the
table in hopes that he’ll respect me more for speaking up to him.
    “You’d be right, Bellamy. But it doesn’t take a genius to
make an assumption like that about a man in a powerful position. The higher
I’ve climbed, the more I’ve found that there are very few people left for me to
trust. My inner circle is rather small.”
    “Am I in your inner circle? As your concierge?”
    “No. But you’re in a position of privilege in my life, and
you should be grateful for that.”
    I roll my eyes on the inside. Dane needs to get over
himself. Then again, if I were as rich and powerful and attractive as he is, I
might strut around with an aura of arrogance too.
    “Did you just roll your eyes at me?”
    Shit. I thought I did
that on the inside.
    “No?” I ask it, like it’s a question because I don’t know
and I didn’t mean to if I did. “I don’t think I did?”
    Dane takes a heavy sigh before rocking forward in his chair
and rising. He towers above the desk, his jaw set tight.
    “Stand,” he orders.
    I float above my chair slowly as he wears a calculating
glare. “Let me just remind you that I haven’t signed anything yet.”
    His fists clench though I get the sense he’s more sexually
frustrated than frustrated at me. “You have until the end of the day to officially
make up your mind as to whether or not you intend to be my submissive. Your
signature on these papers makes it official.”
    “Understood.”
    “Do you have any questions before I return to my business?”
    I have a million of them, but all of them would give away
the fact that I’m a flaming virgin, so I shake my head no. A twinge of guilt
resides in my chest. I shouldn’t have lied about being a virgin, but he said my
job offer was contingent upon my answer, so I panicked.
    “Do you have any last confessions or admissions you’d like
to share? I’m willing to give you a period of amnesty. Right here. Right now.
All confessed will be forgiven. I’m ready to move ahead with you, Bellamy.
Anything you’d like to get off your chest?”
    I’m a virgin.
    My family’s polygamous.
    I’m selling myself to
you so that I may buy my freedom.
    “Nope.” I flash a sweet smile. I’ve just confessed in my
head, and that’s good enough for now. Besides, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt
him. And like he said, it’s only sex, and he likes his
life to be as uncomplicated as possible. I’m doing him a favor by omitting
those particular details. “I’ll sign the documents by the close of business
today, Dane.”
    “Pardon?”
    “Master.”
    “Good girl.” His words are like the stroke of a hand atop a
dog’s head, and he leaves with a wide smile on his face, which I know is as
rare as a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.
    I’d be kidding myself if I didn’t admit that a teeny, tiny
part of me almost enjoys making him smile.
    I scan the consent form one more time, signing away every
part of me and initialing next to the kinds of things I never imagined myself
doing in all of my days.
    I said I was willing to do whatever it takes, and I meant
it.

FIVE

 
 
    DANE

 
    I hit the pavement with a steady gait, one that leads me to
the same bar in which I met Bellamy Miller. The fresh air works like a cold
shower, and damn, do I need one. It’s all I can do not to bend her over my knee
every time she dares talk back to me.
    In all fairness, though, she’s not my sub. Not yet. As it
stands now, she’s free to speak to me however she