Dom Wars Round Two

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Book: Dom Wars Round Two Read Online Free PDF
Author: Lucian Bane
Tags: Erótica, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Romantic
faced me now, using her tits for balance, it seemed. "We asked Tara the same thing. What do you suppose her answer was?"
    I looked at Tara who stared at the table doing this repetitive thing with her lips. Pursing them then stretching them into a humorless smile. The equivalent of pen clicking or opening and closing a zippo lighter. What the fuck would she have put? Not the truth. Like she'd even know that. Kink to her wouldn't necessarily mean sexual either. Definitely not. Which made the possibilities endless. I shrugged, going for the most plausible. "I'd imagine her saying…" I looked at Tara who still did that thing with her lips. "Working puzzles."
    Danielle 's laughter tinkled out and Tara shook her head, mumbling.
    " Nope. Sorry Lucian. Are you ready for this?"
    " Do you have to?" Tara asked.
    " Yes. She does." I looked at Danielle. "Tell me."
    " Her kink…" she smiled while Tara muttered how ridiculous this was, "is reading… the obituaries. "
    I snapped my gaze to Tara just as she rolled her eyes up. "Can we move on now?"
    " What do you enjoy about reading the obituaries?" Good God, was she secretly a sadist?
    " There's plenty to like about it."
    My brows shot up. "Really? So death excites you. This is news."
    " No death doesn't excite me." Like I were sick to suggest it. "I happen to like the-the…" she rolled her hand in the air, "…consistency of death. You can always count on it." She finalized the insane confession with her little snorted laugh.
    I stared at her, speechless. Something tugged inside me as I watched her pretend, watched her hide behind those walls. The idea that she'd like something so… odd, fucked with me. I mean somehow, in some impossible way, I think I fell harder in love with her. To think that such a strange thing would bring her comfort made me sad. What had happened to her? 
    " Were we supposed to do something with this?" Tara held up the blank paper. "Or is it just for pretend. Like this whole little Dom Wars game."
    Danielle gave a derogative cackle, sounding tickled to pieces. "Patience, darling. Now, next question. We'll let Tara go first since she won. Okay, Tara. We asked Lucian what was his greatest childhood fear. What do you think he said?"
    " Hmmm." Tara tapped her pen on the table then suddenly regarded me like I were one of those pictures within a picture. "I'd saaaaaay… probably, his father."
    " Awwww, no." Danielle gave a pseudo-sympathetic smile. "It was water."
    " Really." Tara sounded extremely curious. And she'd stay that way. No more sharing secrets with her just to earn her cold distant shoulder.
    " Your turn Lucian. What do you think was Tara's greatest childhood fear?"
    I shrugged, still bothered with the answer she'd just given. She was partially right. I'd been fucking terrified of the old man when I was a kid. That made Tara a very perceptive little brat. "Boys?"
    Tara threw her hands up and flopped back into the chair. "Why don't we just hand over the game? Boys? Seriously?"
    " It's plausible."
    " How?"
    I looked at Danielle. "So what's her answer?"
    Danielle gave a burst of ridiculing laughter, all in good sport no doubt. "She was scared…of small spaces."
    At Tara 's obvious embarrassment, I decided I could wait until later to ask. "What's next?"
    " Okay, question number three. Lucian, you first. If Tara could be any superhero, who would it be?"
    Judging by the grin Danielle wore, this would be another priceless answer. Why couldn't Tara have just lied and given normal shit answers? I stroked the bridge of my nose, trying to think of something I'd never guess. "Pink… Power ranger?" 
    " What?" Tara cried incredulous. "Superhero!" She tossed her pen on the table in disgust.
    " Not quite, Lucian." Danielle had to work to keep her words coherent through laughter. "Try… Santa Claus."
    I choked on shock. "Santa Claus?"
    Tara pointed at me. "He is very much a superhero. I have every right to think he's a super hero. Every year he brings smiles to kid's
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