MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 184: What Did You Hope Te

Riccardo

Kingston commented that the fee paid for the safety of playing publicly an

that fee. | happened to agree with him.

"But?" | prompted when we were alone again.

"We should keep an eye on that new member, Maxim. | had forgotten his surname. It might be nothing, but |

noticed him watching Ma Taylor." The bartender said, | frowned.

"Maxim Ogu?" | asked.

"Yes, that is the guy."

Damn it, | had been the one to vet him. If he did something that would pissoff, | am going to rip his head. |

scanned the arms and soon found both him and the Taylor couple. Maxim was sitting several seats down from

the pair in the seating area, but he had a clear view of them. | narrowed my eyes as he looked right at the

couple. | shifted my gaze back to the bartender.

"Had he approached them?" He shook his head.

"No, he has kept a respectable distance. At least for the moment."

"Good, | will let security know about your concern. They will keep an eye on him both here and through the

surveillance cameras. Is there anything else | should know about?" He shook his head again.

"That is all."

Finishing up my drink, | sent a text to the ones working security tonight to watch out for Maxim Ogu. With a last

look at the couple and him, | started making my way to the stairs. | have seen enough here. | had taken a few

steps up the stairs when someone called for me. "Sir?" Turning back around, | saw one of the dungeon monitors

coming towards me.

"Yes?"

"Adanna is asking for you to cto the reception. There was a woman there asking for you."

"Thank you," | said, not thinking twice as | crossed the floor in a hurry, making my way to the reception.

It was an impossible wish, but | hoped the woman the floor monitor was talking about could be Angelia. My heart

almost burst at the thought of her seekingout. The hallway with the boudoir inspired pictures depicting the

bdsm lifestyle passed in a blur, and soon | was on the stairs leaning towards the front entrance. Each step | took

was filled with unbidden excitement and hopefulness. As the reception and the woman cinto view, | stalled.

Of course, | had thought the chance of Angelia coming was slight, but seeing this woman was much more

unexpected.

My former acquaintance was standing at the desk, having what seemed like a pleasant conversation with

Adanna, which stumped me. They never used to get along. She turned around to face me, a smile resting on her

lips. | didn't smile back. "Master," she addressed me.

"Lily?"

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stared at bet, not knowing what to think after teeing her again. We had parted on great enough terms, but our

growthges had been that, line. Having her back here confirmed me, it leftsurprised, and | later being

surprised, thable to help myself, | took in the wataan | had thought | would never see again. She still looks good

with her high cheekbones, long silky hair and smooth skin. Her lips were painted pink, which brought attention to

her prominent cupid's bow, he had more curves than the last t| had seen her, it suited her. She had colored

her hair too, making it a dark blonde instead of the in blank the used to have.

"What are you doing here?" | asked, ignoring her title for me, for now.

"I moved back to the city. She said as if that was an answer to why she was here, at my club. The hopeful look in

her eyes madesuspicious, though.

Adanna tried to pretend she was focused on something on the computer screen, but her stillness was proof

enough that she was listening to our conversation and being nosey. I didn't know why she was still on my payroll.

I had never liked her. At first, it had been a favor for Marshall's sister and when | had grounds to fire her, Angelia

stepped in. Our girl had a big heart, but | couldn't complain about her. Her big heart allowed our group to come

together, and hopefully, it was what would bring us together again in time.

With a sigh, | signaled for Lily to follow me.

"Let's talk in my office."

| didn't worry about having her sign a confidential agreement, she had already done that when | opened the club

years back and this type of contract had no end date. Lily followedwithout hesitation, her eyes immediately

went to the floor as if she had taken my suggestion as a command. Trained behavior was hard to unlearn, even

after spending years apart. | was almost impressed when we walked across the club, and she made no notion of

looking around the place. | knew she had to be curious about what had changed since she had last been here.

Like an obedient slave, she walked behindwith her head cast down. | farted on my nerves, but | wasn't one

to make a scene in public. The second I closed the door behind us, | spoke in a gentle but impatient tone.

"lI am not your master, Lily. | never was."

Her eyes snapped back up, they shone with pain at my words, almost makingregret them. It didn't feel right

toto not be upfront with her, I didn't want her to think of our ttogether as something more than what it

truly had been. Training, pure and simple. She had already been a slave for a few years by then, but she had

agreed that | could practice my dominance with her. | had been an inexperienced master and she had the

experience to guide me.

"Please, don't say that, ma..Mr. Morgan. You were my master once upon a time, the best one | have ever had."

Her voice was timid but with an undercurrent of strength.

Letting another sigh, | moved to my seat behind my desk and motioned for her to sit across fromand she

did.

"We didn't have a true master and slave relationship. It was practice." | calmly explained to her, though | found it

unnecessary to even explain it.

After all, she was the one to suggest it. | had only accepted her offer.

"You remember our agreement, right?" She nodded, looking unhappy to admit to it.

"I do, but it felt real. Didn't it?"

"Yes, it did." | replied honestly.

Our arrangement lasted one and half years. And during that time, it did start to feel a bit real, but it hadn't left

right. However, it had proven towhat | had already known; | was a master through and through. That had

been the only thing about our arrangement that had felt right. She looked relieved at my response, perhaps too

relieved.

"What are you doing here, Lily?" | tried again, hoping for a better answer this time.

"l..I missed the city. Abuja wasn't as exciting as | thought. It was too slow-paced for me."

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rected, but didnt comment on the latter.

y becher boyfriend. When he got a job in Abuse, the meet

"Seven years, right?" | nodded.

"It still doesn't answer my question. What are you doing at Pleasure Palace?

"Oh," she suddenly looked unsure and | cursed my harth tone.

| usually wasn't this impatient, but with the lack of sleep these past days. | was lucky to keep my eyes open, not

to mention holding a

somewhat decent conversation.

"I was hoping.. she trailed off, shaking her head slightly.

"What did you hope for?"

| made sure to keep my voice gentle, now that | had gotten a better look at her, there were changes to her that

were impossible not to notice. For one, she never used to be unsure of herself, and secondly, there was this kind

of sadness to her that | hadn't seen in her before. Sure, a lot could change in seven years, but it seemed to be

more than a mere change.

"I had hoped that maybe.. that maybe you could takeon as your slave again?" Her voice started to waver as

she spoke, further hinting that something had changed. Something bad.

"What about Thomas?" | believe | remembered her boyfriend's ncorrectly. She shrugged.

"We broke up years ago. | just.. | need to get back to the scene."

"What aren't you telling me?" | asked, suspicious that she was contactingout of the blue after not having

talked to her for years.

Her eyes widened in surprise. Collecting herself, she shook her head in disbelief.

"I have forgotten how good you are at reading people." She said with a nervous laugh.