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exact fireplace with the same stone work and large wooden mantle. Her head was on the floor and stomach resting on top of her bent knees. She was turned sideways, making the picture a silhouette. It was sensual looking at her bowed naked back. Her small breasts hung down to the floor, her nipples touching it. What caught my eye was the mirror above the fireplace. I could see a man’s face. The only color in the picture was the fire behind the woman and reflected in the man’s eyes. It highlighted his features just enough to make them out. His eyes were pointed down toward the woman and the look on his face was one that scared me and made me hot at the same time. But it was the other picture that drew me in. While the one above the fire was intriguing, it left me feeling confused. The other picture made me feel more. Want? Need? I walked over to this photo without realizing it. It was of a young woman in her early twenties, spread opened and tied down onto a bed with purple fur lined handcuffs attaching her to the headboard and a purple scarf tied around her eyes. Even with that being the only color, what I saw and felt was the desire you could clearly see she was feeling. Her nipples were taut and pointed toward the ceiling, while one knee was bent, and the other leg was hanging off the bed. I remembered looking at the magazines Mark would bring over, and none of them ever captured desire like this one did. I wondered what it would feel like to be brought to that point. To have that much freedom and trust in someone, I would allow them to tie me down and do with me what they wished.
    “It’s a great photo of her.” I turned to see that it was not only Sir and me in the room but also Adam. I looked back to the picture and only then recognized who I was looking at.
    “It’s Holly. I didn’t even realize…”
    “Saw something you like? Something you want? Maybe even something you need?” Ahh. There was that caramel voice again. Since I had made my way over to the picture I was now right beside him. Oh, well in for a foot.
    “Yes, Sir. When I look at that picture, I see freedom and trust.”
    “Interesting, Miss Hammond. You see a woman tied down, and you see freedom. You know what that tells me?”
    “No, Sir.”
    “It tells me you’re in the right place, Miss Hammond and,” he glanced up at Adam, “in the right hands.”
    “Aurora, this is Mitch. He’s the owner and has offered his assistance for when I cannot be around. His dad, Robert Reed, was the owner of the club and was good friends with your father.”
    The door opened again, and I felt my whole body go from relaxed and composed to tight and nervous as Alex strolled in and shut the door. The glance I had of him leaving the club a week ago didn’t do him justice. His hair that was once long was now short. His face had aged well, and the few lines he had around his mouth and his green eyes made me think he smiled often even if he had a frown on his face now. He seemed bigger than I remembered, too. He had a couple of day’s growth of a beard, and his ears were pierced. He was a bad boy down to the bone and completely covered in black jeans, thermal, and motorcycle boots. I noticed all of this and somehow managed to look toward Adam without appearing affected, even though I was pretty sure my shirt was moving along with my thumping heart. I didn’t know if I could do this with Alex.
    “Aurora, do you remember my brother, Alex? I asked him to show you around. The club is not bad, but it is bigger than it seems. I am already escorting Holly, and Mitch could be called away at any time. I would rather you have someone who would stay with you all night. You’ll still have Mitch and me watching out for you. Is that okay with you?” Was that okay with me? No. I mean I wanted to jump Alex, but I also had a feeling being around him would make me say or do something stupid. I looked back over at Alex. I watched as he blatantly checked me out. I could see him