Chapter 11 #8
We pull into the back parking lot, and Gia opens the back door with my key, and I roll my bike into the area set up just for it.
Thank you, Andy, I think to myself. We walk hand in hand up to her apartment, and I grab two waters while she heads to the bathroom to do her nightly routine.
After placing a water bottle on each side of the bed on the nightstands, I strip and wait for Gia to come to bed.
When the door opens, she is wearing nothing but a Steven’s Street Gym t-shirt. She could be wearing a feed sack, and she would look sexy as hell. She climbs into the bed and scoots as close to me as she can.
“Gia, I want you to have a full understanding of what happened tonight. The only time you are to take off that collar is when you are in any type of water. You are now mine, and every man in the lifestyle will know it, and leave you alone. Do you understand that, Beautiful?”
“Yes Sir, I understand. I am honored to be wearing such a beautiful collar.”
“You made me a very proud Dom tonight. I have never been with anyone that is so responsive. It was if I have waited my whole life for you.”
Suddenly, I hear a light snoring, and I look down to see that she is sound asleep. I kiss the top of her head, pull her in just a bit closer and close my eyes. Sleep overtakes me quickly, I guess we both were exhausted.
I can hear a phone ringing in the distance. I open my eyes and check the time on my bedside clock. 4:30 a.m. Who the hell is calling me this early. My phone is across the room in my pants, so I slip out of bed and retrieve it. I see Cosimo’s name on the screen.
I try to whisper as I walk out of the room. “Cosimo, everything okay?”
“Logan, I need you and Butch to get to the club as soon as possible. There has been an accident in the ladies’ locker room, it involves Susan. I have already called Butch, so he should arrive about the same time you do.”
“Okay, I’m leaving now.”
What the hell could have happened that warrants a call at 4:30 a.m. I walk back into the bedroom, but Gia isn’t in bed. Just then she exits the bathroom and walks over to me. “Who was that so early in the morning Logan? Everything okay?”
“Not sure, something going on at the club and since I am head of security, I must get there as soon as I can. Please go back to bed, I know you have to cover the front desk at 6:00 a.m. I will text you later. Jeremiah is next door. Do you want me to get him to come over?”
Gia shakes her head no and then kisses me. She gets back into bed. I kiss her gently on the forehead and then I am gone, making sure that the door is locked. And even though she said no, I stop and have Jeremiah come outside and stand guard.
When I arrive at the club, there is an ambulance just pulling away and two police cars parked in the back lot. I show the police officer my credentials for the club, and he lets me in. I head straight to Cosimo’s office. Butch and two uniformed police are standing there.
“Somebody want to tell me what the fuck is going on?” I ask.
“Susan slit her wrists in the showers in the ladies’ locker room. She is alive, but barely. The night crew that cleans found her. They took her to Lexington General. Master Craig has been contacted, and he is on his way there now,” Cosimo tells me.
“I didn’t think Susan would do this to herself, she is so full of hate, and I thought she would go after Gia before harming herself.”
“After seeing you collar Gia tonight, she went a bit crazy according to Master Craig. He tried to calm her by giving her what she likes, but it didn’t seem to satisfy her.
They sat in the main room until about 2:00 a.m. drinking and he was just consoling her.
He said he took her to her car, and she drove off.
Obviously, she came back and someone let her in,” Butch said.
One of the policemen, Officer Drake, shares with us that there will be a psychologist assigned to her, and she will be in the psychiatric ward for forty-eight hours, under suicide watch.
Just as Officer Drake is finishing getting statements from everyone, Detective Margot Malone walks in and gives explicit instructions to the officer to work directly with her on this, as there is an ongoing investigation into Susan.
“Well, this is a cluster, isn’t it?” Margot asks.
“I can tell you that she looked pretty pissed last night when I collared Gia, but I didn’t think she was weak enough to try this.”
“Once we get the psychologist’s report, we will have a better understanding of what we are dealing with. Everyone go home, and if we need anything further, we will be in touch,” Margot said.
After Margot leaves Cosimo’s office, we all sit down and have a large pour of bourbon. I close my eyes and rub my forehead. How in the hell did this get so out of control?
“Logan, you can’t blame yourself. We all agreed to this plan.
The fact that it was 100% real for you must have hit Susan hard.
She has been wanting someone to collar her for three years.
You know she had her sights on you, and although you treated her with the utmost respect, she couldn’t accept the fact that you didn’t want her.
For someone like Susan, she can’t accept rejection of any kind,” Butch tells me.
I handed my glass to Cosimo and without question he poured me another one. This bourbon goes down so smoothly, I better be careful. I need to get back to Gia and explain what happened and why. She is going to be pissed, but I can cross that bridge when we come to it.
I have a busy day today, so I leave the brothers to figure some shit out, and head back to the gym. When I slip back into bed, Gia snuggles into me, and I close my eyes. About thirty minutes later her alarm goes off, and I feel like shit.
As she is leaving the bed I pull her into me and kiss her. “Beautiful, we need to talk about why I was called to the club this morning.”
After explaining everything to her, she just stares at me for a moment. I am waiting for either the hurt in her eyes or for her to hit me and scream at me like most women would do. Instead, she placed my face in her hands and kissed me.
“Logan, thank you for protecting me. I guess I will have to find another yoga instructor. It really is a shame, but she is getting the help she needs. I know that Ashley is almost done with her certification training, and I will talk with her about sitting in on some of my classes and co-instructing for a while.”
“You know I would take a bullet for you my beautiful Sub. I wanted you to hear it from me before the rumor mill starts. Now go get ready for work. Looks like a pot of coffee is in order.”
We both walk down together to the front desk.
Andy and Kenzie stroll in together and stop to chat.
I am not sure how much I should share right now, so I decided not to say anything.
After getting caught up on Trina and how she is doing, they both head to the office and I make a quick call to Margot Malone.
She tells me to keep it under wraps for now. Gia is to tell them that Susan is sick and won’t be in for a while and that I should gather all the guys that are members of the club and make sure they keep a tight lip on this. Word travels fast in the community, and we need to keep it out of the gym.
Gia tells me she was going to meet with Carol to determine if she has the capacity to pick up some of Susan’s classes. It looks like there won’t be much time for Gia and I in the next few weeks. We will get through this.
I spread the word that all the guys should meet me for lunch down at the food truck area in the park so I can tell them what is going on and to keep it private for now. As luck would have it, only one of the guys can’t make it due to scheduling, so I will fill him in later with what is happening.
Six of the seven guys meet me at the park, and we all ordered some food and head to the picnic tables.
Before I can even open my mouth, Blake pipes up, “Why didn’t you tell us you were going to collar Gia before all this shit went down? That collar must have put you back a few months my friend.”
Everyone stops eating and I get that look of ‘so what is the story.’ I explained to them everything that had been going on, most of them had no idea. I told them about our plan to catch Susan, but it didn’t go the way we thought since she tried to kill herself.
“Detective Malone and I would appreciate it if you would keep this to yourselves. We don’t want Andy and Kenzie getting wind of this. Detective Malone thinks she can get Susan to talk about what she did and then Gia can decide it she wants to press charges.”
Everyone returns to the gym and continues their normal day. I go straight to the front desk to find out where Gia is. Ashley tells me she is in the yoga studio, just cleaning up for Carol. She said she needed something fulfilling to do today.
“Hey Sugar, you hungry? I bought you something from your favorite food truck.”
Her face lights up. “Are you kidding me, after last night I could eat a full pan of lasagna.”
She grabs the bag and we both head to the kitchen so she can eat her lunch. We talk quietly for a while, and I let her know that all the guys that are members of the club know what is going on, and no one will be discussing this at the gym.
A week goes by and Margot Malone texts me to meet her with Gia at the police station. When we arrive, we are escorted to an office and then we wait. About thirty minutes go by and finally the door opens.
Margot explains to us that Susan will no longer be a threat to us.
Susan admitted to everything, blowing up my bike, vandalizing the yoga studio, and sedating Gia.
She said she had Marco start the fire in my apartment.
She also said she did hit Gia in the head in her apartment as well.
She is one psychotic bitch. She was extremely jealous of Gia, and she will be placed in a criminally insane prison.
She will be there for a minimum of ten years and will receive the treatment she needs.
“Marco was involved? I can’t believe it. He seems like such a nice guy.” Gia sounds so let down.
“Yes, he was her partner in crime so to speak. Do you want to press charges against Marco?” the Detective asks.
“Is there a way to file charges without having to relive this shit by going to court, Detective Malone?” Gia asks.
“Susan has plead guilty with the offered deal that will put her in a psychiatric hospital for ten years. We can get Marco on arson charges since Susan implicated him.”
“Okay. Go ahead and get the paperwork ready and let me know when you need me back here to sign them,” I say.
“I will give you a call sometime tomorrow afternoon. They should be ready by then. In the meantime, a warrant for Marco’s arrest will be issued and he will be taken with the next two hours.”
As we leave the police station, I sigh with relief. Gia and I can now get on with our relationship, with no interference or worry. I am one lucky SOB.
Gia
I am so happy to put all of this behind us. I never thought that Susan could be so vindictive. It all makes sense now, the way she would look at Logan, touch Logan. I was so na?ve.
As I run my finger over my collar, I think of what brought the two of us together, and how we are moving forward in a relationship that I hope grows into something more. I love this man, and I want to spend the rest of my life with him.
Logan asks me where I want to go, and I tell him home. We hop on his bike and head to the gym. I replay last night, and how Logan made me feel at the club. Even though he had a reputation of being a man-whore, I am so happy I gave him a chance. I wouldn’t trade my Texan Dom for anything.
When we arrive at the gym, Logan tells me to head upstairs, that he wants to share the news about Susan and Marco with Andy.
I headed up to the apartment and decided I needed a shower. The hot water running over my body is soothing. I take a few deep breaths and start to relax. As I am washing my hair, I hear the shower door open. Large strong arms pull me into a rock-hard chest.
“Sugar, let me wash you and take care of you.”
I comply with his request and enjoy the administration of his hands while he washes every inch of my body.
Logan shuts off the water, opens the door and grabs a towel and begins to dry my body, taking his time in the areas that he knows turns me on. After I am dry, he tells me to put on whatever is comfortable and head to the kitchen.
The table is set, and the food smells delicious. Logan enters the kitchen and tells me to sit down, and he will take care of the rest. After we finish dinner, we retire to the bedroom for another evening of the most earth-shattering lovemaking I have ever felt.
“Gia, I love you,” Logan whispers.
“And I love you, Logan,” I whisper back.
The End