Chapter 0129

I get lucky — no one’s around as I run up the stairs, my stupid heels clacking loudly as I go. I hurry into my room, pressing the

door closed before I dash to the wardrobe and shove Ivan's jacket into the back corner. I mean, it’s by no means a secret there

but...whatever. It’s all I can do right now.

I take a deep breath as I sit on my bed, reaching down to unbuckle the clasp of my shoe and eyeing the lingerie still sitting on

blankets. How the hell am I supposed to even get a corset on with no one to lace it —

“Welcome home, Fay.”

I shriek and leap up from my bed, spinning around looking for the source of the voice, which has a slight mechanical tone — but

there’s no one here —

“Please get changed,” the voice says again, and I recognize it as Kent's voice as I narrow in on the source — the intercom on the

wall, by the door. God, I hadn’t even known that it worked. “When you're ready, go upstairs to the third floor. I'll meet you there in

fifteen minutes.”

I go perfectly still, my eyes wide as I stare at the intercom and start to comprehend his words.

The...the third floor? With the locked door?

What the hell is up there?

There’s a long pause and then the voice comes again.

“Are you there, Fay? Do you understand?”

I stumble into action, crossing the room and hesitating as I push the red button on the intercom, hoping it’s the right one. “Um,” I

say awkwardly. “Okay? Sure?”

“Good,” he replies immediately, pleased. There’s a long pause before he continues. “I’m looking forward to it.”

My hands are shaking as I step back from the speaker. Hell, my whole body is shaking now.

Because as great as my night with Ivan was, it was always leading to...this.

Kent.

And our contract.

Our deal.

And I had to meet him on the third floor in fifteen minutes.

“Shit,” I whisper to myself.

What the hell had I gotten myself into?

Ten minutes later, I've swapped my grey dress for the corset and panties that Kent left for me, and I’m standing frozen at the

door which blocks the third floor off from the rest of the house.

The corset pinches me

uncomfortably at the waist

but...damn, when I had looked at

myself in the rifegn leahterstoog

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And which, I suppose, is what Kent wants.

My breath comes short as I stare at

the knob on the door. The last time I

tried this, the door was lacked. ANd

consideringhdw many people Kent

has in this house every day who

basically have free run of the place, if

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I gather up my courage and reach out to twist the knob, shocked when it turns easily in my hand.

As I push open the door, a little thrill of terror runs through me. And honestly? I can’t tell whether I like the feeling of it pulsing

through my veins or not.

But I swear to god my heart stops completely when the door fully opens and I finally see what is inside.

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