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Actually, you will. I may not be your Master, but I sure as hell will get my turn with you, thankless bitch. It will not be your decision." The telephone disconnected.
    Diana’s hand shook as she continued to hold it to her ear. What did he mean? What was he saying? Troy wouldn’t do that to her… would he? She needed more information.

Chapter Three
    Diana sent another text. According to her screen, it was the fifth in less than an hour. She showered fast, no self-pleasure, just in, get clean, and get out. Looking in the mirror she inspected her appearance. Her hair looked good, styled up with little curls hanging down her neck. Troy liked it that way. He liked to nuzzle her neck, creating goose bumps up and down her arms and legs. Usually she’d tell him to stop, but not today. If he would just respond, she would let him do anything he wanted. She even thought about things she’d previously denied, things Liam did without question. Yes, Troy could fuck her ass. She would even beg, but that would probably freak Troy out.
    Taking in her reflection, she smiled approvingly at her low cut shirt. The tight material and scoop neck, accentuated her voluptuous breasts and slim waist. Under the red top and tight jeans, she wore a matching red lace bra and thong. Diana wanted Troy to know the extent of her regret. Then, after they made-up, they could go on the way they have been. The only thing that will change will be her fidelity. He doesn’t need to know about her past, but she will know. Diana vowed that from this time on – Troy will be the only man for her.
    Troy turned off his phone. He needed more information about BDSM before he got back to Diana. He also wanted that info without Liam at his side. There was something about watching Liam whip the green-eyed female. He seemed possessed. And when the woman passed out, instead of compassion, Liam doused her with water and even kicked her. Those memories made Troy uneasy. Yes, she responded by sucking them both, and much of the night was erotic, but … Troy was not sure about all of it.
    He liked the domination and discipline. He liked the feeling of supremacy. However, he wondered, is brutality for the sake of brutality necessary? He wanted domination for Diana. After listening to Mr. Diamond, Troy believed it would benefit her as well as him. But, he needed answers.
    As he eased his Mustang into the nearly empty parking lot, Troy noticed how abandoned the Inferno seemed on a Saturday afternoon, compared to the way it would be at night. Last night, Mr. Diamond told him it was open twenty-four hours. Once you were a member, you would never be turned away or turned down. Apparently, Troy was now in that elite group.
    During the drive, he thought about what waited for him through those doors. The possibilities made him hard as a rock. Oh, he considered fucking someone, but mostly he had questions. Most importantly, how can he turn his bitchy fiancée into a sex slave?
    The knock on the door caused Diana to exhale. Thank you! He is here . Troy may not have answered any of her texts, but she knew when they embraced all would be better. She opened the door without hesitation.
    Diana gasped. It wasn’t Troy’s sweet expression on the other side of her door. The intense blue eyes that met her stare drilled through to her soul. Diana stood momentarily paralyzed. She could fight, argue, and tell Liam that she no longer belonged to him. Or, she could fall to his feet and beg forgiveness. If there were more options Diana couldn’t think of them at this moment.
    As the debate shouted in her head, tears bubbled from her eyes. She backed away as Liam entered the apartment and locked the door. Diana’s resolve melted, and her knees buckled. She fell prostrate. Liam’s cruel laugh filled her ears as she pressed her face to the carpet. “Get up.”
    She obeyed, trembling before him in the outfit she’d intended for Troy. Keeping her eyes diverted, she felt his stare as he walked