Blood Stained Collar BOOK 2 of The Collar Series #Wattys2017 ( BDSM )

CHAPTER 22

A week later Melanie found herself back in the court room listening to the character witnesses of Dr Anderson singing his praises. He was an influential man and head of the ER department and she began to feel the jury was being swayed in his favour. She dreaded to think he might be found innocent and knew she would not be able to return to work at the hospital if he was free.

Her mouth dropped open when her lawyer called for a last-minute witness. Melanie could not believe her eyes when Sheena entered the court room, closely followed by Dante.

During the weeks before the trial and the constant meetings with her lawyer she had been honest about being introduced to the world of BDSM and how she had left Cirrus and her life at home because it was not the life style she wished to follow. During these conversations, she had mentioned Dante and Sheena to her lawyer. He had asked her if they would be witnesses for her and she had refused to ask them.

Her lawyer had taken it upon herself to fly to England and visit the club.

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Alison Aldridge was known for her determination in winning her cases, especially rape cases and she would stop at nothing to help her clients put the accused behind bars.

After spending time at the coffee bar, she was approached by a tall, tanned, extremely handsome man who spoke English fluently albeit with a French accent.

"Evening Miss, you seem a little lost. May I be of assistance."

"Hello, yes. I am looking for a lady named Sheena."

"May I know why you are looking for her?"

"I'm hoping she will be able to help my client as a character witness."

"So, you are a lawyer."

"Yes, in Australia." Alison felt a little overwhelmed by his domineering presence as he towered above her.

"Your client must be very important, or in serious trouble for you to come all this way to England for a character witness."

"The case is not going in her favour and I am hoping Sheena will be able to turn the tables around for her."

"And how would Sheena know her?"

"Melanie Mckinney."

Dante took a step back and ran his fingers through his hair. "I think you better come into my office."

"Oh, you know Melanie?"

"Yes, and Sheena. But before I call her I need to know more about why you think Sheena can help and what trouble Melanie has found herself in."

When they entered Dante's office he offered her a chair. "Would you like anything to drink?"

"No thanks. I just had coffee."

"Let me introduce myself. I am Dante, owner of this club and Sheena is my partner, and you are?"

"Alison Aldridge, defence attorney for Melanie Mckinney."

Dante took her outstretched hand, but instead of shaking it, he turned it over and kissed the back of her hand.

Alison couldn't help being surprised and presumed it was the custom here at the club.

Dante tapped a message out on his phone and within minutes Sheena knocked at the door.

"Come in my pet."

Alison was taken aback by Sheena's beauty, her long black hair and dark tanned skin. She looked like an oriental princess.

Sheena nodded at Alison and held out her hand in greeting.