Owned by the Dom: Part One (The Owners) (8 page)

She moved in close to his lips. Prue felt his breath mingle with her own.

“You’re not playing with your college boys, Prudence.” His hands came up grasping her arms. She whimpered from the strength in his arms.

Who wouldn’t be affected by this man?

He put an arm’s distance between them.

Prue waited for him to let her go. She stared at him for a few seconds trying to see if there was any sign of her effect on him. There was nothing visible.

“See you around.” She turned on her heel and left. Her two friends were waiting anxiously at the bar. “I’m out of here. I’ll see you at work.”

She left the club without a backwards glance.

James watched her leave. The sway of her hips and that full rounded ass tempted him where he stood. He wanted to call her back, strip the skirt from her body and to see how full the curve of her ass actually was. She shouldn’t be tempting him like this. He ran a hand over his face in an attempt to stem his desire for her.

The pulse of his cock was not going away. He cursed her for invading his thoughts. Glancing around his office, he tried to find something to take his mind off her. All he smelt was her subtle perfume that permeated the air.

“Fuck,” he said.

Seeing no salvation in his office, he left the room and made his way down to the dungeon where the real action was taking place. The beat of the music in Ravage held no appeal. He didn’t know if she had left or whether
she was out there dancing with some asshole.

He took his usual booth in the back of the club so he could watch the proceedings. The main bulk of the club was clear of any serious action. A female sub was being punished for an indiscretion with missing a Dom’s title.

Watching his club usually calmed him whereas now all he saw was Prudence. What would she look like knelt at his feet or offering to do anything he ever wanted.

Tate and Kevin came over interrupting his thoughts. They were two friends who dealt with security. From what he knew they were brilliant at what they did and had made a fortune from the services they provided. The two men were also in love with Rebecca. Since her attack they rarely came to the dungeon or Ravage.

They sat on either side of him, their expressions looking grim.

“Odd to see you here,” James said, sipping a brandy that a waitress had brought over to him.

“We needed to get out of there. It was too much,” Tate said.

James guessed the
there
was Possession.

“How is it going over there?” James asked, recalling what Lucas had said earlier.

“You mean between the nightmares and the endless quiet? Nothing. Rebecca stares out of the window like she’s expecting to see something. Her cases are always packed, and she refuses to go back to the house that Cadeon set up,” Tate said.

Kevin remained silent in the booth.

“Sorry to hear it is so bad over there.”

Neither
of them spoke.

“She knows Dane,” Kevin said, after some time passed.

“What?” James asked.

“Neither of them speaks to each other
, but we see the recognition on their faces. They know each other, and I think it is down to Lloyd Black. I bet he’s got shit loads to answer to.” Kevin swigged down a full glass of whisky before slamming the glass down on the table top. “I’m going to get another. Do either of you want one?”

Both men shook their head
s, and they waited for him to leave.

“It is getting bad over there. Stephen is having to deal with clients who are refusing to pay their quote. Also, the press are having a field day with him
. They want him to talk about Possession and how you become a member. Then with this Dane business.”

James listened while Tate continued talking.

“Rebecca and Isabella are not helping. They live there permanently. Lucas and Sean were talking to me the other day, and they don’t think this thing with Dominic Green is over. Our names are all over this. Kevin and I have increased security, and I recommend you do the same.”

“Then I’ll let you and Kevin handle my security over here. I’ve no idea where to start.”

Tate nodded. “We’ll deal with it at the weekend.”

The sound of a sub crying out in pleasure pulled their attention out of their conversation.
James saw the dark-haired beauty being brought to climax. All of a sudden the woman changed in his mind’s eye. He saw two-toned hair. The brown became black with the contrasting dark red underneath.

He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. Prudence shouldn’t be
in his thoughts. She was too young and one of his ex’s younger sister.

Turning his attention back to the table, he thought about Prudence with her sweet smile. That sweet smile had turned into
one dripping with sexual promise only moments ago.

“I need you to do something else for me,” James said.

“What do you need?” Tate asked as Kevin joined them at the table.

“I want you to do a background check. I want to know past boyfriends, her scores in college
, and where she works now.”

What the hell are you doing?
She’s younger than you. You shouldn’t be doing this.

Stop.

He couldn’t stop.

Tate pulled out a book and began making notes.

“I need a name.”

“Prudence Star.”

“When do you want this information for?”

“By the end of the week or as soon as you can get it.” James sipped his drink. A sub stood by their table looking down at the floor.

“Yes,” James said with a growl to his voice.

“My master has offered me to you,” the voice said.

“Tell him I’m not interested.”

She scurried away.

“That’s not like you, James, pushing away a sub.”

He didn’t say an
ything as he downed his drink. Since Prudence had entered Ravage on Friday, training or taking a sub for the weekend hadn’t been on his mind. None of them held any appeal. He pushed Kevin out of the way and got up.

“Get me those details.” He left the dungeon without a backward glance. Some people tried to catch his attention
, he ignored them, pretending he hadn’t seen them. James walked out of his club and asked Leo to get him a cab to take him to Possession.

He waited while Leo talked to the taxi firm. They used one who knew the score and kept their mouths shut.

Once inside, the driver didn’t speak to him or acknowledge his presence. James stared out of the window trying to get the black and red haired beauty out of his mind.

At the gate to Possession, he typed in the twelve digit number for his access code. The gates opened and immediately shut when the car drove down the path leading up to the house. When the taxi stopped, he paid some money for them to wait while he was inside.

He was surprised to see there was no doorman when he entered. James kept his coat and made his way down to Stephen’s office.

Lucas and Sean were coming down the stairs looking like they’d just been to hell. He saw Lucas give him a nod of the head before leaving.

“I’m surprised to see you here,” Sean said. The man looked like he’d aged twenty years.

“Are you still drinking from the bottle?” James asked.

“No, I drink from the glass and keep the bottle close by.” Sean walked away leaving Lucas and James alone.

“Where is the doorman?”

“I think you need to talk to Stephen.”

Lucas walked past him leaving James alone.

He knocked on the door and heard his friend’s muffled voice letting him know the door was open.

Walking into the room James was shocked by what greeted him. There were piles of paperwork on the table. Dane sat in the centre of the room looking through some of the mounds of paperwork.

Stephen looked up. “James? Is that you?”

“The one and only
. What’s going on?” James asked, stepping around the room.

“I finally emptied the basement of the house that
Dad kept hidden. These are all the backlogs of files on the members of Possession.” Stephen went back to reading.

“Why don’t you have a doorman?”

“He quit when he was attacked at the door by a pair who’d managed to get an access code to the gate. They didn’t look like regulars. They were members of the press. After the attack there was an exposé on the people who worked here. I compensated him, and his job will still be here when all this crap dies down.” Stephen explained without looking up.

James looked at the never
ending paperwork.

“How did they get the access codes?”

“Someone hacked our security. I’ve had Tate and Kevin put a tighter lock on things. I’m hoping it will hold up any possible threat. I’ve had it up to here with them.” Stephen raised his hand above his head.

Dane hadn’t looked up at him. James didn’t like this other man. For him, he represented all the crap that was happening. If it weren’t for men like him then he wouldn’t be in this position
, and maybe Prudence wouldn’t be breaking into his thoughts.

“I’m getting them to boost my security. How is Ursula handling things?” he asked. He liked the other woman. She made Stephen calm and showed him what it meant to be a possessive man.

“She’s not saying anything. I know she hates the fact she can’t finish her degree. Her family are being difficult. They’re worried about her being with me. It is a mess. Eugene really fucked everything up for us.”

Eugene Black was the man responsible for putting Possession and Ravage in the spotlight.

If James could get his hands on the little fucker he’d have killed him all over again.

“Why are you going through the old files and all the old members?” James asked.

“To see if I’ve missed something. I’m following my gut in this one, James. I think there is an answer in here.  I have no idea what. Ursula thinks I’m barking mad.”

“Is this because of Lloyd Black?”

“Partly. You do know he was friends with our parents, don’t you?”

James
shook his head. He hadn’t known. James frowned as he recalled what Stephen had said about the files being in the basement.

“I thought the files were either on the computer or here,” James said.

“That is what I thought. Only within the last twenty years has information been going on file. My dad printed everything off and stored it away in the house. Possession was not the original house where the club met.”

“Where did the club usually meet?” James asked.

“At my house, the one that has been passed down through each generation of Knox’s. Some of the stuff here is in writing. I think it dates back easily a hundred years.” Stephen closed and file and threw it on the floor.

“Anything with Black and Knox?”

“Yes, you’re not going to like it. This here has the three files of Knox and Black, but there is also Castleden, James. Something went on among our families, and I’ve no idea what it is.”

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Dane listened to them talk. They were getting close to putting their history together. He’d figured it out the moment he read the files. It was done in code and one he’d easily been able to decipher. These two men had no idea how tightly they were wound with the Black name or how tightly the Black name was wound with Green.

“I’m going to get a drink,” Dane said.

Stephen nodded his head then continued talking with James.

He liked both men and knew when they saw the truth, they would be in for a world of hurt. Dane walked out of the office and down to the bar. He saw Lucas and Sean drinking
, which made him hesitate. Staring up the flight of stairs, he walked to the top floor to the far end. He gave three knocks, and Isabella opened the door.

She looked at him like he’d gone mad. Behind Isabella, Rebecca stood.

“What are you doing here?” Rebecca asked.

“I could ask you two the same question.” He pushed past them and slammed the door glaring at them.

Neither of them showed any fear.

“I told you when I came
here after getting out. Your being here is not good,” Dane said. All three of them had agreed a few years ago what was going to happen. He didn’t like how it was going. This could all turn on their heads.

“Things change, Dane,” Rebecca said.

“Our plan does not change. Things are going to get ugly. Dominic was just the beginning. He’ll come, and then you’ll both be sorry.” At mentioning
him
they both winced. He hated to see the pain on their faces. They were two young women who’d suffered a great deal. He wanted them to live their lives without fear. “What are you going to do when they find out the truth? Isabella? Rebecca?”

“I’m sorry, Dane. We can’t run. Too much is at stake,” Rebecca said.