There's something to be said about teenage love.
Theirs ruined it for everyone else.
Will Fiona and Levi finally get their second chance at their forever together
or will family and the military continue to keep them apart?
“What can I get you?” the male bartender asks me. The woman barely acknowledges my presence. She’s wearing a red ribbon around her throat – an attached sub. No wonder she’s not paying me any mind. She’s not allowed.
“Macallan 18, neat.”
He nods and turns to pour my drink. I take a seat in one of the empty stools that faces the room and make myself comfortable. He slides the drink across the bar to me. I sip it slowly, allowing the heat of the aged whiskey to warm me from the inside out while I take in my surroundings.
There is a scene on the stage at the far end. A man restrained in cuffs being mercilessly teased- brought to the edge of orgasm before his mistress stops all attention until he is no longer hard and then starts all over again. He begs her for mercy, only to earn himself a swift retaliation with her flogger.
“Who is the domme on stage?” I ask the bartender.
“That’s the Queen of Hearts,” he responds with a laugh. When I raise my brow in question to her name, he explains. “Nearly every submissive she plays with professes their undying love for her by the end of their scene. She refuses to take a permanent submissive. She cuts them off – refusing to play with them again the moment the word love spills from their mouths. Kind of an “Off with his head!” moment a la Alice in Wonderland.”
Returning my attention to the stage, I note that his mistress finally had mercy on him, allowing him to come in her hand. She coos softly to him as he empties himself for her. Another man quickly joins them onstage, releasing the man from his shackles and performing the necessary task of aftercare. This was a punishment scene and she was not his usual dom. Interesting.
I watch as she excuses herself from the couple on stage. My seat is the perfect place that I can see her remove her elbow-length latex gloves and the silver mask that hides the top half of her face – though she turns before I can get a good look. She has a killer body that only adds to the cruelty of her being a domme. I wonder what would drive such a beautiful woman to this kind of lifestyle. Has she been hurt by a former lover? Is that why she won't take a permanent submissive?
I scan the room looking for the woman but don't see her anywhere. It's just as well. I'm not a submissive nor am I interested in playing tonight. I just want to forget the reason I am back in the city. I want to forget the emptiness of the home I'll have to return to tonight. I want to forget the pain that is waiting for me in a place that used to be a safe haven – not just for me, but for my friends, too. How many times had we gathered in my home for my girls to escape their parents? How many times had mom and dad helped me, us, with the trials of being a teenager? I miss them so much that it makes the breath catch in my throat. I toss back the rest of my whiskey, rather than savor the flavor of the expensive liquor.
“Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, he walks into mine.”
I turn at the soft purr I’d recognize anywhere, even if it’s been years since I’ve heard it. I smile as I take in the gorgeousness before me. Long red curls, flawless porcelain skin, deep blue eyes, and curves for days showcased by a black leather bustier, black leather pants, and blood-red stilettos just like the domme that had been on stage. My god, she grew up well.
If I am the Queen of Hearts, why am I so lonely? I’ll tell you. It’s because no one can measure up to him. To the one that I gave my heart to when I was a teenager. I gave it to him and never got it back. I thought Levi Stone would be my forever until suddenly, he wasn’t. No one else has ever come close to the impossible standard he set, and I refuse to accept less. I am content, now, with my single life - until the day he shows up in my club.
Is it too much to hope for a second chance at our happily ever after? Or will the dark forces that forced us apart two decades ago return to destroy us again?
QUEEN OF HEARTS
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I’ve always had a wild imagination – making up stories since I was a little girl. I began writing them down in middle school and finally took the steps to publish them for the world in 2014. Since then, I’ve published over 20 novels in 5 different series with another 5 novels currently in progress. When I’m not writing, I am a full-time contract analyst for a university health system in North Carolina where I live with 2 human kids, 3 dogs, and my husband. I love my readers and hope to one day be recognized as someone’s favorite author while out doing a grocery run on a random day.
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