City Of Need

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Hey Wild Ones,
If you're reading this book in order and are receiving announcements of new chapters - please check the last chapter before reading this one. It's an edit of The Club, now tailored to fit this story. Which means you may not have received an announcement that it was published.

Love Always,
Violet 💜💋🍸

Roxy

I go limp in London's arms feeling floaty, but not tired. I tuck my head below his neck, my side to his chest and scan the club. I've been in place like this loads of times, but this club is more intimidating, more direct. It's smells of sex and magic and ownership l, and reminds me of the last time I was in a place like this, when my Dom put me up for auction in an attempt to get someone else to train the brattiness out of me.

In this strange British culture, where I never really know the rules, I am more aware than ever that I am a stranger in a strange land. But with London, I feel safe. He knows this place, understand these people, and what's more, he seems strong enough to contain me.

All my annoying habits don't phase him. The brattiness, the huffs and puffs and eye rolls. He may punish me for them, but he doesn't cut and run. Never makes me feel like I'm too much.

I breathe his essence deep. This boy could get addictive if I'm not very careful. I need to be careful because we only have five weeks. Damn! I've forgotten to tell him about the loss of one of the weeks. But now is not the time. He's gripping me tight to him and he's just so still. I don't want to rock the boat or spoil the moment.

He strokes my head and says, 'It's time to go to the next club Baby.'

'What do you mean? I thought we were staying here. Aren't your friends coming here?'

'Change of plan I think we should go over to The Kings. Hennessey is there. He's one of my best friends and I want you to meet him.'

I'm really not in the mood to meet his friends, but I also don't feel like bratting out at this moment. I feel soft, like I want to please him, and really it is very sweet that he wants me to meet his friends. So I look up at him and say, 'Sure.' Then for some fucking ridiculous reason, my mouth decides to say, 'I'd follow you anywhere.'

His eyes light up and he beams at me.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Stupid mouth making stupid promises that I don't mean. I have the overwhelming urge to swallow back my words, but it's too late.

He pulls me closer to him and says with a smirk, 'You like me.'

'Hmmph. Don't get excited, London Ramona. That's just a line I say to all the boys.'

'Nah, I don't think it is, Roxy Wilde. I think you let your guard down and those words slipped out. But I think you meant them.'

Oh my god. He's so smug. 'Think what you like, but don't get disappointed when I won't follow you anywhere. And just so you know I won't be wearing this damn collar or this stupid leash to meet your friends.'

His face softens and he says, 'I wouldn't ask you to Baby. These things are just for us.' As he speaks he traces his finger along the collar then unclasps it. Slipping it and the leash into his pocket. Then he scoots me off his lap, takes my hand and leads me out of the club.

At the exit he leans down and murmurs into my ear, 'Just for the record, Roxy Wilde, I'd follow you anywhere too...'

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Hey Wild Ones,
This chapter was short and sweet! I will be writing a longer one over the weekend. There's a plot twist coming up!!!

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Love Always,
Violet.
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