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by C.C. Gibbs

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance, Erotic Romance

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“Would you prefer champagne or drinks?” Dominic asked as he ushered Kate to a fawn-colored leather club chair. “The cellar at the China Club is excellent.”

A small, irresolute pause. “You decide.”

Dominic gave her a teasing look as he dropped into an adjacent chair.

“Feeling out of your element, Miss Hart?”

“Am I not allowed?” she testily retorted.

“Ah...that’s better. Compliance doesn’t suit you.”

“I didn’t think you even knew the word.”

He grinned. “It depends on how it’s being used.”

She shot a quick look at the waiting attendant.

“They don’t listen,” Dominic said.

“Of course they do, and if they’re lucky, they get paid for the information they put on the Internet. I believe you already figure largely on one of those sites.”

“Not anymore.”

A spiking glance. “You shut it down?”

“I didn’t personally, but someone in my organization did.

“Maybe I shouldn’t drink at all or I might be on YouTube tomorrow.”

“The site you referred to was shut down with a good deal of money as an inducement. Along with a threat. So rest easy, you won’t be on YouTube, I promise.”

“That was really you? It wasn’t Photoshopped?”


“No, it wasn’t you or no it wasn’t Photoshopped?”

He smiled faintly. “No, it wasn’t Photoshopped.”

“Obviously, that doesn’t bother you?”

“No, but since it bothered you, I had it taken down.”

“You didn’t have to do that for me.”

“I got the impression I should. If you want to know something about what you saw, just ask.” He glanced at the young man standing at attention. “A Krug Clos d’Ambonnay ‘96 and two plates of tea-soaked shrimp. There now,” he said as the attendant walked away. “What do you want to know?”

“Where was it?”


“Why so many women?”

“For the usual reasons, variety, self-indulgence, lack of restraint...“

“I saw plenty of restraint.”

He shrugged. “That’s part of the game. Excess is an escape for me, a defense against old ghosts and what seems at times a soulless reality--present company excepted, of course,” he said with a small smile. “I like to feel something rather than nothing and that’s why I do what you saw in that video.” His eyes went blank for a moment and his nostrils flared, as though he were struck by some internal image, then he shrugged again in such obvious dismissal that his shuttered gaze came as no surprise. “Vanilla sex works for some people. I need more. Sorry if I’ve frightened you. You shouldn’t have asked.”

“I wouldn’t like any of that...stuff that hurts,” Kate said, wanting to make her position clear.

“You don’t know,” he said casually. “You might.”

“Now you are frightening me.” Half breathless, she pressed into the chair back as though putting distance between herself and danger.

“Then let’s not talk about it.” His voice was tempered, like his gaze; he could have been discussing the weather. “Let’s just enjoy a night on the town in Hong Kong.”