(Zach's P.O.V:
"Don't ask so many questions, just do it," I demanded.
"But Sir, we won't be able to get that information by tommorow afternoon; maybe not even in two to three days if we're lucky," My assistant informed me on the phone.
"Fine, just do it!"
I hung up my phone and threw it across the room. Sighing I fell back on my bed in a feeling of distress. I don't know what has come over me. I've never wanted a submissive this bad. I mean of course I could have her brought to me anytime I wanted, but I like the chase. And I don't like when submissives are really disobedient. She would rebel if I forced her in my own selfishness.
Sulking in my lack of dominance currently, I sat back up and stripped off my clothes. Walking over to my lounger, I unlocked my phone again and made another call.
"... Zachary?"
"Hey Reece," I jokingly replied.
"Long time no talk from you little brother... Something's up. Do you care to share?" he asked.
"How about I tell you after we've had a drink?"
"Well you know I'm not the most sympathetic out of us Underwoods but I'll go for a drink," he chuckled," Meet you at the club in 45?" he offered.
"You read my mind." I confirmed before ending the call.
After twenty minutes, I was in my car and on my way to the club. I never brag but I share the biggest BDSM joint in Los Angeles. My brother's and I inherited it from our father. He named it after our mom because she is his muse. They are still alive and well but my father's retired early to live life out with the success he already has and my mom hasn't worked in years.
I wish I could have a relationship like my parents. They are the strongest couple I have ever seen. But for now all I care about is having fun. I am already successful on my own at only 24 years old and I want to live my life as much as possible.
Walking in to the club, I dismissed all of those thoughts when I was greeted by nearly naked submissives everywhere. I strolled upstairs to the balcony. I awaited for my brother to join me by ordering myself a drink.
"You look like shit brother," Reece chortled.
"And you actually are a piece of shit, what's new?" I snapped.
"I'm sensing a lot of hostility," he quirked while sauntering over to the nearest lounge.
"Care to share what's troubling you?"
"Not that you'll actually care but, if you must know, I have my eyes set on my next sub."
"Oh really?" He pondered with a raised eyebrow.
"How did you meet this one?"
"I bumped into a woman coming out of Lamozi's on Grand and 3rd and we went on a couple dates-"
"Is she hott?"
"You didn't let me finish. As I was saying, we went on a couple dates but on our third encounter, I picked her up from her house and I met her roommate."
"Oh... I see where this is going brother. You like the roomie, don't you? How do you know she is into our lifestyle dear Zachary?."
"Reese... When I took her home I caught the roommate in her room having wax-play with herself."
"Mmmmmm... Sexy. It's not exactly as satisfying as a good flogging, but it is still pretty hot," he said while envisioning the picture I painted for him.
"She hates me," I snorted unattractively.
"Why am I not surprised to hear that?"
"Don't worry... I have a plan," I said with a smile.
(Author's Note: Hi! I know I haven't updated in ages but I thought I would try and pick this up again and give my readers something. Let me know what you think!)
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RomanceZoey needs to be tamed, and Zach needs to let go. Once they mees they will see who is top dog. Zach isn't necessarily "Vanilla", and maybe Zoey isn't meant to be either. Can she take what he dishes out, or is he not able to dish out enough for her?(...
