Red (The Safeword Series: Book One) by Ava Claire

Author:Ava Claire [Claire, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: billionaire erotic romance, ava claire, alpha male, billionaire love, billionaire romance, alpha male romance, billionaire
Published: 2015-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five: Sophia

When Mary first marched me into a room filled with more masks than Party City, the absurdity of all this slammed into me like a freight train. Me, pretending that I belonged in this world of fantasy and sex. Me, smiling as she latched a collar on my neck while inside, I was screaming, what the hell have you gotten yourself into? Me, bullshitting my way through an interview, committing everything to memory for my story. Me, realizing that maybe it wouldn't be so bad to do the whole submissive thing if I could be his submissive.

The man in the black mask.

Not the idiot who was wearing the bedazzled black mask. He was the epitome of the kind of man I expected to run into when I began research on BDSM clubs. Presumptuous men. Men who turned to this kink because they got off on treating women like possessions. Trophies to be collected and notches on the bedpost instead of living, breathing people.

The minute I stepped into the main room, telling a teeny lie to Mary about having to go to the bathroom, I memorized every fixture, every square inch. It was like a Wonderland of sex, the variety of women ranging from waif like models to women with curves for days. The men ran the same gamut from the ridiculously buff and intimidating to lean and lanky.

I was standing as inconspicuously as I could in my own get up, stunned at all of the nudity and intrigued by all the potential for my article, when the gross dude in the silly black mask with jewels and feathers walked up and looped an arm around my waist. Apparently with all the money he was flashing, the suit, the Rolex, he also thought I was for sale too. I would have settled for extricating myself and politely declining—until his hand dropped to my ass. The fact that I was somewhere I wasn't technically supposed to be, and that I should be making nice with everyone so I could gain these people's trust (loose lips sink ships and all of that) kinda evaporated. I warned him, he came at me, and one of the many maneuvers my dad had taught me came rushing to the surface. Still high off adrenaline and disgust, I’d cast my eyes over the crowd that gathered around us when I saw him.

This guy didn't look totally ridiculous in his black mask, screaming for attention and being the utter opposite of sexy. This guy stood out in the crowd because he seemed so casual, so James Bond smooth in his sleek two piece suit that made me completely forget that Bond wasn't my type at all.

His mask covered his eyes and his nose but it was like he wasn't wearing one at all. He pulled me in with eyes that glimmered like some far off place filled with wonder and sex and restraints.

I'd questioned if I could actually submit, and one look at him and I knew that the answer was yes.

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