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morning.
The man scowled at him. What s her name? Her real name?
Elizabeth. Listen, do me a favor. Take a whole bunch of pictures of her with her cell phone,
you know, once you have her naked and tied up and whatnot. She loves to look at them at them
later, okay? Her cell s in her purse. He pointed toward the small, beaded bag that hung from
Elizabeth s right wrist. Deal? You keep her an extra few days, in exchange for the pics. Oh, and
if she says she has to leave, to get to work or whatever, it s just a ploy. She s unemployed. She
likes to pretend, like I said in the dossier. So just ignore her and do whatever you want to her.
You have my permission as her, uh, Master.
After tonight, Elizabeth s career was dead figuratively he d bared her breast and presented
her for the sword. Now he d leave her to fall on it herself. Then he d assume his rightful position
as Executive Vice-President in Charge of Marketing at Wallace & Pratt.
The Pearson dude started to say something else. Gary held up his hand and cut him off.
Everything you need to know s in her dossier. Sorry, gotta go. Have fun. Gary turned, forcing
his way through the crowd near the stage, leaving the bitch to her fate.
Chapter Four
Cole took out his cell phone and called his driver. Harry. Meet me downstairs in five
minutes. I m going to need some help. The young lady I m escorting is, uh, indisposed.
Indisposed? Fred snorted. She s faced, is what she is. I m surprised you bid on her, what
with your lecturing about how alcohol has no place in the scene.
It doesn t. And on closer inspection, I m not sure she s drunk. She seems drugged to me. I
don t like this, Fred. Not one bit.
So why are you bothering with her? Why d you let that bastard leave without her? She s
his responsibility, not yours.
Cole looked at the lovely girl. She was slumped in the seat, her head resting against her
shoulder, her eyes closed. How could he possibly leave her with that asshole who clearly didn t
care for her at all abandoning her when she was in this condition, to the highest bidder.
He obviously doesn t see it that way, Cole snapped. I m going to take her home and let
her sleep it off. I d like to know what she has to say about all this, once she sobers up.
The auctioneer announced, Gentlemen, next up is the lovely Slave M. Who will start the
bidding?
Oh, my girl. Fred turned excitedly toward the dais. And look, she s sober. He grinned
and then glanced again at Elizabeth, who hadn't moved. The grin faded to a frown. Maybe you
better get her to an emergency room. Check her purse, why don t you? See if she has an
insurance card.
Cole knelt next to Elizabeth. Hey. Hey, wake up. Can you hear me?
Elizabeth stirred and opened bleary, unfocused eyes. What? Bryan? Is it time to go?
It s Cole. And yes, it s time to go. Let me help you stand. There s a good girl. He put her
arm over his shoulders and slipped his own around her waist, hoisting her into a standing
position. Fred tore his focus from the stage long enough to say, Good luck, buddy. Hope you re
happy with your prize. With any luck she won t drop dead before you get her home. He shook
his head and turned back to the bidding.
Cole knew Fred was right. It was beyond stupid to take this drunk or drugged young woman
home. She clearly didn t know where she was or what was going on. It was hardly a consensual
arrangement. And yet the thought of abandoning her to the son of a bitch she d come in with was
more than Cole could stomach.
Not only that, he wanted her. Not drugged, of course. But her face had captivated him from
the moment he d seen her dossier the week before. He d dreamed of kissing those lush, full lips,
of draping her naked body over his knees and smoothing the soft, creamy flesh as he prepared it
for her spanking& .
Though his arm was firmly around her, Elizabeth stumbled and fell heavily against him.
Somehow he got her out of the club and down the hall. In the elevator she revived a little,
smiling up at him. Do I know you? I think I d like to know you. Oh my God, you re Pierce
Bronson, aren t you? What happened to Bryan?
Cole smiled, despite his concern for the girl. At least she was talking, if not exactly lucidly.
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