Chapter 6 – Enzo
ENZO
He wants to die.
It’s the only explanation I have that makes any sense as to why Hex would think touching Althea and flirting with her was a good idea.
Everyone knows Althea Drakos is off limits.
She’s been marked by Death. The bracelet she’s wearing wasn’t just a gift—it was intentional.
Everyone within the club knows my calling card and knows what it stands for.
Mine.
Most women I’ve played with have only worn it for a night or two, but for Althea it’s permanent. It won’t be long before she wears my collar. Or perhaps I’ll have it tattooed around her neck. Something bolder that can’t be missed.
Hmm.
When I saw her step out of the locker room in her sexy red dress and heels, I was instantly hard. The devil horns were a nice touch. They had me wondering just how corrupt my little devil really is and how much I could teach her.
Even with the mask on, she can’t hide how beautiful she is. I followed her as she went to hang out with her friends at the bar, sticking to the shadows where I knew she couldn’t see me. Staring. Wanting. Craving.
It wasn’t until she started talking to Hex that I made myself known.
Not to her of course, but Hex saw me, and that was all that mattered.
He, of course, took my frustrations to mean he needed to push me further.
If it hadn’t been for Soul stepping in with a warning to put a stop to the asshole’s antics, I would’ve laid him out cold for continuing to touch her.
I watched as Hex held her hand and whispered in her ear.
I know she heard me growling behind her, but I made sure she didn’t see me.
Hex, however, made direct eye contact, or so I thought, until I realized his eyes were clouded and somewhat distant doing that weird magic trick shit he does.
Althea was too entranced with Hex’s trick and whatever it was he was telling her to pay me any attention, which was probably for the best. I don’t want her to fear me.
Not in the way others do. I may have wanted to strangle Hex, but I would never hurt Althea. Unless it was for mutual pleasure.
I wasn’t close enough to hear their conversation, but if I find out he made her any kind of offer to meet him at the Shadowmancer’s clubhouse, he’ll answer to me. Soul and Nazario’s partnership be damned.
I’ve been waiting to get to her all night.
The moment her car pulled up, I called down to the valet and told them to park her car next to mine and sent Stavros down to put the tracker in place. Then I followed her on the cameras until she disappeared into the locker room.
I waited impatiently to see what she chose as her costume.
If she came out wearing anything remotely close to what Chloe has on, I was going to scoop her up over my shoulder and drag her to my room where I’d blister her ass immediately.
Some may say that’s not fair since she hasn’t consented to being mine yet, but they’d find I don’t give a shit.
Althea Drakos has been mine for weeks now.
She just needs to get used to the idea, which I plan to start convincing her of tonight.
The bracelet was the first step.
But she doesn’t know what it means.
But everyone else does, and that’s all that matters for now.
I wasn’t too thrilled when Althea downed a double shot of whiskey to calm her nerves. Wondering if it was Hex who had her flustered, which only served to piss me off further. I relaxed, however, as I watched her luscious ass swing and sway as she bolstered herself to go into the Dungeon— alone .
I’ve kept my distance, sticking close to the edge of the room, noting every little thing about her.
Her beautiful skin and the pink hue as it crept up her chest to her cheeks as she watched each couple in their state of arousal.
She was turned on and looking for something specific. Something only I can give her.
And now that I have her within my grasp, I’m going to show her exactly why we’re made for each other.
I follow closely, watching as she takes in the scenes before her.
This evening’s demonstrations didn’t skip out on the Halloween theme.
The woman strapped to the spanking bench is wearing a pink princess costume.
Her Dom is dressed as Prince Charming. I’m sure her dress is beautiful, though it’s hard to see the details since she’s lying flat on her belly with the tulle fabric of her gown piled on top of her back while her reddened ass is on full display.
Her ‘prince’ stands behind her wielding a cane instead of a sword as his weapon.
With each crack of the cane, Althea’s breath hitches. She’s not even the one being punished, yet I’m mesmerized by the way her thighs clench with each strike.
She likes that.
As soon as she passes through the doors to the Dungeon, her head turns toward the sound of leather smacking flesh across the room, and I catch sight of her body as it trembles at the sound of each lash.
Tonight, the room smells of sweat, sex, and a hint of jasmine and citrus.
The spacious room is darker with only a purple and red hue of colored bulbs covered by spiderwebs to light the way.
Even the music in this room is different.
Sexier. It’s not like the stuff they’re playing on the dance floor.
This is more instrumental, sensual. The bass is almost hypnotic.
Meant to help the submissive enter a more relaxed state.
Another woman’s moans fill the room, drawing Althea’s attention.
She’s wearing a black bandaged bustier top with cutouts along the sides of her breasts and abdomen with crisscross spaghetti straps and two wide, hip-high slits over her thighs.
It appears to be a mix of spandex and leather.
With silver jewelry and four-inch heels.
I wonder if it’s the scene or the outfit that has Althea’s interest?
I wonder what my little devil would look like in that outfit.
The woman’s companion has pushed the slits of fabric over her breasts, exposing her nipples where he’s just placed two nipple clamps.
Althea’s right hand comes up to her neck, skimming over her right breast as she bites her bottom lip. I make a mental note of her reaction.
She turns toward the doors, staring at one of my men, Lucas, a dungeon monitor standing watch.
Is she uncomfortable? Does she sense me following her?
Whatever it is, she appears to be deep in thought and my curiosity has me moving toward her.