Domination by Lyra Byrnes

Author:Lyra Byrnes
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2014-08-18T23:00:00+00:00

Hey Spanky, nice report from the field. Ever wanted to go viral? Send me the lyrics for the new album, all notes, etc., in Hunter’s own writing or you’ll get your wish. And next time include pics. Just kidding.

Chapter Twelve

Claiming cramps and a sudden migraine, Josie fled back to the hotel. She hated to end the evening with him, especially when she had been on the verge of admitting her feelings. More than feelings—a complete change of worldview. Her career, her ambitions, all of it shrank to pinpoint importance when she was with him. She didn’t want it anymore. She wanted only him.

But would he listen? And would it matter anyway if she protected herself by betraying him?

Fuck it, she thought. Fuck this whole shark-tank of a business. She had a party to get to.

Industry parties were the worst—she wouldn’t know anyone or be able to get any decent quotes. At least she had brought the right clothes. Most junkets involved one of these tedious affairs, so her go-to little black dress got a heavy workout. It was flattering, safe and anonymous everywhere from L.A. to New York. After a shower and a time-consuming struggle with her hair she pulled on the dress and regarded herself in the mirror. Her eyes weren’t getting any bigger but the brown-rose lipstick suited her wide mouth and the heels looked sexy—not too pinchy as long as she didn’t walk much. That was hardly an issue. As usual she would haunt the food table, nibbling carrot sticks and wishing herself elsewhere.

The venue wasn’t too far, so she left early and clicked her way over by herself, hoping to catch some industry suit before he started having too much fun to talk to a reporter. She looked up at the squat Creole cottage and back down at her invitation. This was the right address. What a weird city.

She crept up the stairs and turned at the landing. It creaked and a light popped on, illuminating a fat man smiling hideously. Josie let out a bleat of shock. He wore a black suit and held a tea tray in welcome, his grin yellow-toothed above folds of jowls. Wax, of course, since she was in a wax museum, but it was still unsettling. Nothing creeped her out like these places full of inanimate figures frozen in dramatic postures, their artificial skins shiny. Except maybe clowns. She edged past the butler and continued to climb, hoping New Orleans didn’t have any famous clowns in its history.

The upstairs help was mercifully free of wax figurines, not counting the industry scavengers who had arrived as early as she had to tuck into the free booze and food. None of them spared her more than a glance. After taking in her tight dress and high heels they seemed to realize she was nobody important and turned away. She helped herself to some strawberries and a glass of wine.

How had Warren gotten hold of Adventures in Submission? It couldn’t have been Melanie.

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