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slave/master mentality and keeps quite a few according to Jason.”
    “Yeah, I couldn’t get much out of him regarding his relationship with Trésor other than he loved her. But he wouldn’t tell me what the difference is between a relationship that consists of a dominant and a submissive versus that of one between a slave and a master.”
    Grayson smiled but his expression held little warmth. “The difference is huge , my dear. Rory cared about Trésor. Although her body belonged to him, he knew her limits and he didn’t share her with others. That is all I am going to tell you about a relationship between a sub and Dom because you’re smart enough to figure out the rest.
    “Now, according to Kaysa, Seven has slaves, two women and a man—he’s bisexual, as are many true sadists. He not only owns their bodies but he owns their hearts, their minds and their souls. They do not exist outside of him and they cannot imagine a world where they do not serve him, you understand? He keeps one of the women as a pet. She is not allowed to use the toilet—she has a litter box. She is chained up in a cage and he takes her out on walks on his estate. She is always naked and if he wants her to drink his piss or if he decides to defecate on her body, she will allow him to and not only accept his abhorrent treatment but actually gets off on it. She’s a scat and pain whore; she has a fondness for water sports. She doesn’t have a name because she doesn’t remember it and he calls her ‘Pet’ anyway so I suppose she thinks that is her name.”
    “Christ almighty,” I whispered. “Does he live here? In New York?”
    “No. He lives in Los Angeles if I am not mistaken but he visits his brother quite often. Oh yeah, be sure you’re talking to the right brother because they are twins.”
    “Okay . . . and?”
    Grayson breathed deeply in an exasperated way as if he were addressing a small child. “They’re identical twins. For some reason, Seven likes to mock his brother so he copies his hairstyle and clothes . . . Jay says it drives Rory nuts but what can he do? They are siblings after all.”
    “Where was this Severin when my sister was killed?”
    “On a flight here to see his brother. Apparently it has something to do with their family’s business. Anyway, his flight didn’t arrive at La Guardia until shortly after noon so that rules him out. The police have been quite thorough at the insistence of my family. You’re to be my wife, Aurélie, no way would I leave any stone unturned in your sister’s death, you know that.”
    I smiled at Gray before I put my cognac glass down and cuddled in the warmth of his arms.
    He wasn’t the most emotional person but so what? I knew he loved me in his own way and I loved him. His embrace became a bit more prodding and I allowed him to kiss me, and his tongue to probe my mouth.
    Eventually we made love and it was lovely and beautiful though I didn’t come and he fell asleep soon afterwards. I hated getting myself off but it was a small price to pay for a luxury apartment, endless money and a man who actually adored me. My orgasm came after a few strokes of my clit under talented and very familiar fingers. It seized me into its grasp like a possessive lover. I smiled afterwards before I rolled onto my side and settled into a gentle sleep that washed over me like a gentle ocean breeze.
     

     
     
    THE FOLLOWING AFTERNOON WAS SPENT at my laptop in my private office. My day was only broken up by a quick forty-five minute speed-walk on the ten-thousand-dollar treadmill Grayson had bought the previous Christmas. It gave me time to think and listen to a bit of music. I chose Thirty Seconds to Mars and it was during “Was it a Dream?” I thought about my sister.
    Trésor loved Thirty Seconds to Mars. Hell, she loved music period. Was that part of her punishment? I hoped not because it was one of the major reasons why she had chosen to become a model. Models were often used in music