The sun shined entirely too bright through the windows as I batted my eyes open. Looking around, I realized I had no earthly idea where I was. I was definitely in a mans shirt and boxers. My eyes trailed down to my outfit on the floor from the night before. Blurred memories flooded in and I felt the blood drain from my face.
Oh my god, I am at Kane Rhode’s penthouse. I slept on his sofa. I spent the night here. Oh, fuck, I went to a BDSM club with him. Fucking hell, I asked to be his submissive! What the fuck is wrong with you, Alias? What the hell were you thinking! I have to get out of here before he wakes up. Maybe he was drunk enough to not remember. My mind raced as I plotted my escape. I only had my thigh high boots, I couldn’t walk out of here like this, I’d look like some cheap hooker! I’ll just have to run out of here barefoot and hope no one recognizes me. I scooped up my belongings and spun on my heel toward the elevator when my eyes landed on a very amused Kane standing in the kitchen.
“Going somewhere?” He smirked.
“Umm, no. I was just… moving this stuff,” I dropped my belongings on the sofa and tried to smile innocently.
“Right,” he didn’t seem to believe me, “Coffee?”
“Absolutely,” I sighed in relief. An essential part of my morning was a nice, hot cup of coffee. I walked over to the kitchen, hoping he didn’t remember most of the night before. He handed over a cup to me and I melted with the first sip.
“We should probably talk, Alias,” he smiled softly and shifted on his feet as if he were anxious.
“Ah, I guess we probably should,” I tried to hide my embarrassment.
“I’ll have Damion drive you home so you can change and do anything you need to do today. I’ll have him come back to pick you up around six o’clock and we’ll have dinner here to talk about last night,” he seemed like he had already decided my plans for the day. Honestly, I appreciated it as I needed to go home and process everything myself.
“Sounds fantastic, see you later,” I tried to hide my anxiety as I grabbed my things again and made my way to the elevator.
“Be safe, Alias,” He called to me as the elevator doors open.
“Always!” I shouted back as the doors closed in front of me.
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Damion brought me safely back to my building and I all but ran to my apartment. I sprawled out on my bed as images of last night flooded my mind. I never acted like this, and I definitely never had any sort of relationships with my businesses partners- at least not anymore. I couldn’t figure out why Kane of all people made me even consider trying out BDSM. I don’t even know what it means to be a sub, so how could I want to be his? I felt like some dumb bimbo who threw herself at the popular guys in high school. This wasn’t me.
BDSM was something I was interested in solely because I never found sex fulfilling before. I was always bored or unaroused, so I had considered before maybe there were parts of the lifestyle I might enjoy. I mean, it would be beneficial for Kane to show me since I know he wouldn’t tell anyone, and I definitely couldn’t catch feelings for him. I weighed the pros and cons, but I feel like I put myself in the middle of an incredibly sensitive situation. I didn’t want things to turn bad between us because we would have to work together. What if I decided it wasn’t for me? Would Kane fire me because of it? I just don’t know what to do. I’m glad he wanted to talk because I had a ton of questions and contingencies to address before I could even consider moving forward. I probably laid in bed for hours running through everything in my head.
I sighed away my thoughts and drug myself over to a shower, washing away the night before. I came to the decision that based on our conversation tonight, I still wanted to see if this might be something I’d enjoy. Hopefully, Kane would be different than his typical self and would agree to some of my terms rather than making everything his own rules. I decided if he wanted to control everything, I would decline. I wanted a teacher, not a dictator.
I didn’t want to do much with myself, still a bit hungover from last night. I put on a casual dress and let my hair fall naturally. When I glanced at the clock, it was 5:57. I grabbed my things before running down to the elevators and making my way outside. To my surprise, only Damion was waiting for me at the bottom of the steps.
“Kane had to deal with an emergency, he will meet you at the penthouse,” Damion must have noticed my expression change.
“That’s okay, thanks for the ride, Damion!” I slid into the backseat and he went around to the drivers side.
“So, Alias, what did you think of last night?” Damion asked carefully.
“I think I didn’t expect that,” I laughed slightly.
“I could imagine, I was surprised myself that Kane wanted to take you.”
“Why did he?” I asked curiously.
“He said he wanted to show you that side of his life. Kane doesn’t go much into detail about why he does things, but I will say he’s never brought anyone else before,” Damion explained.
“I guess I should feel special,” I rolled my eyes. It was hard to believe Kane never brought anyone else.
“You should, anyone else he would have had meet him there. He also wouldn’t have let anyone else stay at his home- not even me.”
I thought on his words, considering what they might mean. “We are just friends, Damion, at least I think we are,” I explained.
“Of course, Alias,” he grinned in the rearview mirror.
I watched out the window and thought deeply about what I might be getting myself into. Maybe I let my curiosity push me to make a drastic decision. I mean, I barely even know him. I wonder if that was a good thing or a bad thing. There was one major aspect for me that just made me hesitant to get close with Kane.
“What’s his deal with rules?” I asked Damion, hoping he could give me some insight.
“It’s not my story to tell, Alias. All I can say is Kane prefers a monotonous life,” he shrugged.
Something told me there was way more to the story here. I allowed my thoughts to roam free as we drove to Kane’s building. My mind had halfway convinced me to flee the country and change my name as soon as the car stops. I was so lost in my thoughts, I didn’t even realize the car in fact had stopped, and Damion was standing with the door open waiting for me to get out.
“Are you alright, Alias?” He asked thoughtfully.
“Honestly, a bit nervous,” I tried to laugh but it came out as more of a nervous exhale.
“Give him a chance to open up to you, Alias. Most people don’t truly know Kane, but I think he’d like for you too,” he smiled, reassuring me.
As I headed into the building and entered the elevator, my mind raced playing through every interaction I had with Kane up to this point. This is crazy, I had to figure out how to slow this whole thing down.
The elevator doors opened, revealing a dimly lit penthouse seemingly empty. I assumed Kane hadn’t made it in yet, so I went over to the large windows that spanned from the ceiling to the floor. I gazed over the city as I tried to quiet my mind. Just be honest with him, tell him exactly what you feel. I reassured myself that this couldn’t possibly be as terrifying as it seemed.