The Billionaire's Son 7 : Equinox (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica)

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Authors: Arabella Quinn
at her. "I'm not interested in what you're offering, Elise."
    Elise hastily scrambled to sit up. "Derek!"
    She was wearing the standard rope harness that most of the slaves wore, but it did nothing to turn him on.
    When she had finally up righted herself, she turned a nasty glare on him. "I thought I told your girlfriend to warn you to back off."
    Derek suppressed his anger. "Leave her out of this. This is about you, Elise. You disappeared without a trace - without even letting your family know. They're worried sick about you. They think you could be dead."
    Elise looked around and lowered her voice. "They can just go on believing I'm dead - it's better that way."
    Derek shook his head. "It's not better for them. They're in agony not knowing what happened. They have the police investigating. The police even suspected I might know something. Elise, you have to let them know you're okay."
    Elise smiled smugly. "They'll get over it. I chose this for myself. I'll never go back to that boring life again. This is where I want to be and I have very powerful people protecting me. I'm warning you Derek, don't tell anyone you saw me or you'll regret it. Elise is dead."
    The culmination of his anger bubbled up as he thought about all she had put her family and him through her with her selfish behavior. "Dammit, Elise. If you don't tell them, I will. I can't believe you're so selfish to let them suffer like that."
    Elise looked petulant. "Don't Derek. Does Jackson know you're a member of his little club now? I doubt it. And what about your girlfriend, Katia? How would you feel if Daddy fucked another one of your girlfriends? You know, you could learn a thing or two from your Daddy. His cock is - "
    " You're threats are childish, Elise. " Derek interrupted her rant. Besides turning his stomach, this conversation was going nowhere.
    Elise slipped off her mask. "You never could satisfy me, Derek. I had to turn to Jackson. You're a nobody."
    Derek was surprised at the venom in her voice. He had never done anything to deserve her wrath. In fact, if anything he was the injured party. But he didn't care about past history. He just wanted to convince her to let her family know she was okay.
    "Elise, just one phone call to your parents would do it. Just so that they know you are okay."
    Elise scowled at him. "No! Once they find out, they'll never leave me alone . I'm happy without them. I'm warning you not to tell them, Derek. Or you can kiss your girlfriend good-bye. "
    "It's not fair to them." Derek felt his impatience growing.
    Elise jabbed her finger at him. "Well, if that doesn't convince you, maybe this will. You've heard of The Senator, Derek? Well, I'm his favorite. One word from me and he will crush you like a bug. So I suggest you just back the fuck off ."
    Derek's eyes narrowed in annoyance. There was no convincing her. Elise really was dead. The woman before him was somebody completely different. They stood at an impasse for several minutes before Derek left, "Good luck, Sasha."
    His head began pounding as he walked away. He sidestepped an amorous couple on the ground and headed away from the amphitheater. He just wanted to find Julia and get away from th e whole mess.
     
    ***
     
    At last, the spotlight went out. Everything w ent momentarily black as my eyes adjusted to the sudden darkness. While I began making out shapes of people moving outside my plastic enclosure , I felt the cool night air wash over my body as the box was opened.
    I gulped in the fresh air as the rubber-suited man helped me out of the box.
    "Follow me." He guided me away from the sounds of the party into a small tent set up behind the stage. Other girls were already there, chatting excitedly about their experiences. The handlers and a few other women were helping the girls back into their collars and rope harnesses.
    I asked the man helping me, "What happens next?"
    After all I had been through, the man's rubber costume , which I had found so creep il y

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