Bonfire Publishing part 3

The three of us left the club and there was a car waiting. We entered the car without a word being said to each other.
 
“Fuck this. Who is he to you?” Meg asked
 
I sat there and sighed because Jordan succeeded in having them doubt me. Right now it is only  
 
Meg voicing her question and I knew she would be first. That hot Mississippi blood flowed through her.
 
“I told you he was my Dom and I was his sub. Then it ended.”  I said.
 
“Does he know that it is ended? Do you think I didn't notice? While I am in the middle of my verbal castration Edward. I noticed how you two were with each other. It’s called Multi-observational.  
Sam say something or are you hiding the wet spot on your pants?” Meg told him.
 
“Meg you are a bit too much at times. One thing is true. The man does not act like he is over you.”  Sam said staring at her.
 
I looked at both of them and saw the concern on their faces. The car pulled over and the next words out of Sam’s mouth was, “Oh hell.”
 
We looked out and we were in front of the Rosewood London Hotel. The same Rosewood that Jordan is related to.
 
“So, this Jordan owns the club and the hotel. Why are we putting money in again?” Megan asked.
 
“I will not be owned,” I said and motioned for Meg to open the door so we could get out.
 
This place was not a surprise, and I can handle being here for a night. We walked in and immediately flashes of memories started to surface.
 
‘Fia I know it is your first day but if you play your cards right you may catch the eye of a wealthy guy who will take care of you.’
 
“Hello and welcome to the Rosewood. Can I have your name please?” The middle-aged gentleman standing at the desk asked.
 
“Fia Naturie and guests.”  I told him.
 
“Ah yes. You have the Rosewood suite. Alexander here will take you to your room.” He stated without looking at us.
 
Alexander looked to be about nineteen and having a battle with acne. He was of average height and looked a little tired around the eyes.
 
We went straight up to the top floor. We had the whole right wing. Sam stood in the room gobsmack and Megan went straight to the bed and plopped down.
 
“Fia we are in the top suite at the Rosewood. He comes from money and we don’t. So if he loses it, it would not matter to him.” Sam said in a strange breathy tone.
 
“Sam breathe. No one is losing money. This is a good idea and we are going to make this work. Oh In the closet there are clothes in there for the both of you.” I said
 
They both went to the closet and pulled out their outfits. Both approved and I needed to sit and just prepare myself for tonight.
 
Memory
 
Walking down the hallway wearing a red Chanell off-the-shoulder dress. Hair down and tamed. Makeup was done exactly the way he liked.
 
Tonight was the night he was going to openly claim me in the club. I was ready. I pushed the door slightly open to hear.
 
“Jordon I know you are not going to claim the girl.” Sabastian one of the club members said.
 
“I was thinking of doing that. Sabastian " Jordan stated
 
“Do you want to ruin your name? Your family's name. She is not one of us. You can clean up a mutt but they are still mutts.”  That coming from Sabastian.
 
“Danbury watch yourself. One more insult…”
 
“You will what? I am telling you get rid of the girl. You have an unhealthy attachment. Does she know you are to be married in a month?” Sabastian said as if he was trying his best to get through to Jordan.
 
'Married? I whispered.'
 
“No of course she doesn’t. She is living a fairy tale and so are you. End this before she gets hurt worse than you intended.”
 
Did he want to hurt me?
 
I closed the door and went back to the room. Who was I kidding? I don’t belong with him and these people. My eyes were burning with unshed tears, and I will not allow them to fall now. I went to the bedroom and took off the dress and shoes.
 
I found my sweat clothes and sneakers, this is what I should be wearing. I put my hair in a ponytail and started to pack. That is when I heard the door opened.
 
“Fia?” Jordan called.
 
I turned to see Jordan and my heart stopped. He looked breathtaking. If a man can look beautiful and masculine at the same time he does.
 
“Fia why are you not dressed?” Jordan asked
 
Here goes. I thought.
 
“I’m leaving” I told him.
 
“Leaving?” He looked puzzled. “Fia what is the problem? Tell me.”
 
He was using the voice that I normally crumble to but I can not do this to him.
 
“I need to leave.” (because I love you)
 
“Why?” He asked.
 
“I do not belong here.” (You are my home anywhere I go)
 
“This does not make sense.”
 
“Jordan you need to let me go. I don’t want you.”( My heart hurts from the lies I am telling him)
 
I grabbed my bag and walked past him. That is when I saw it. The box. He was going to destroy his life for me.  
 
“I will not allow this.” Jordan said
 
I took a deep breath and let out the venom.
 
“Allow? Did I hear you, clearly?” I turned to stealing myself. “Jordan you are nothing to me. You were there when I need to be fucked and that is all. I should have used a vibrator to get me off. At least with that, I don’t get the pity.”
 
“Ptiy?” He said looking shocked,
 
“Jordan has a good life in your pure vanilla marriage. If she only knew how depraved, you really  
are, would she marry?”
 
He stood there not saying a word. If I could make him feel just a slither of the pain I am feeling he would know I am lying. He is the only man I ever loved. I turned grabbed my bag and left.
 
When I closed the door behind me, I knew he would not follow that was when  I allowed the tears to fall.
 
From that moment on the decision to never have another Dom was seared into my soul.
 
Present
 
“Oh, Fia did you get that dress for tonight? I have only seen you in suits.” Meg asked as she walked out with the dress.
 
That damn red dress. I thought.
 
Alright, Jordan Rosewood. If you think a dress is going to break my defenses, you are sadly mistaken.
 
“No, I did not buy it. But it is lovely. Let’s get ready.” I grabbed the dress and went to prepare for the battle.
 
7 o’clock
 
The lounge area was filled but we were escorted to the second room off to the left. Megan looked beautiful with her hair down and in waves. The dark blue dress hugged her in just the right places and there was a slit that went straight up her thigh.
 
Her face was done as if an angel kissed it. Edward must have seen what I saw because he dropped his glass when she entered.
 
Sam wore a suit tailored to fit his frame. He was not overly muscular but enough that you could see the thickness of his arms through the jacket. He slicked his hair back and put on that cologne that women are drooling over lately.
 
I have to admit he smelled good. I may take him now. Mickala looked like she was on the hunt and Sam was her target.
 
“You two have fun,” I said walking in the middle of them both. Meg is on my right and Sam is on my left. I turned to Meg first and kissed her softly but deeply. She left and went to Edward.
 
I turned to Sam and kissed him and glided my hand up his leg to his cock and lightly squeezed then broke the kiss. He looked at me and I mouthed, “Go get her Sam.”
 
I watched as the huntress's breathing became a bit faster.
 
“Was that a show for me?” Jordan asked handing me a glass of white wine.
“No. If I wanted to perform, I would have stayed with you.” I said and went to the table that was near the window.
 
“I finally get to see you in the dress. It has been ten years and it fits you like a second skin.” Jordan said

Breathe Fia. I thought.
 
“Thank you. You look good as well. You already know this though.”
 
“Fia I want you.”  Jordan said
 
I looked at him as if he was crazy. Did he just say that?
 
“Fia you left, and I did not go after you. I was an ass to do that. I want you.”
 
“No.” I said firmly
 
“Why?” Jordan asked
 
“You are married first and second, I am not that woman. I will not kneel in front of you waiting for you to give me what you think I need.” I told him
 
“What if I kneel in front of you?” Jordan asked
 
“What the fuck?” I said with a shocked look on my face.
 
“I am willing to sub for you. I will try.” Jordan said
 
“No, you can not. You are either one or not. Jordan you taught me that. You are not. Sam is.
Meg is complicated.”
 
We both looked at her and Edward dancing to a slow song and I swear they were fucking with their clothes on.
 
“Are you serious about them?” Jordan asked
 
“Yes.” without a doubt if they wanted to end this venture, I would.
 
He looked at them and then back at me. “Fia one night. I will show you I am serious.”
 
“You would bow and kneel before me. Call me Mistress and allow me to mark your skin?” I asked
 
He took a drink put it down and said, “Yes”
 
I leaned in and glided my hand up his thigh meeting his hardened cock and pulled away.
 
“Are you pleased, Mistress?” Jordan whispered.
 
I watched his eyes. He was not lying he wanted this. I looked at Sam and Mickala, then Meg and Edward.
 
“You have not claimed them publicly. Just tonight.” Jordan whispered in a husky voice.
 
 
Fuuuccckkkk