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I pushed back and stood up. I helped herstand.

She wobbled in her insanely highshoes.

"Take those off." She kicked them off, leaned down, and pickedthemup.

"Where are we going?" sheasked.

I didn't answer. We left the room and the club through the back entrance. We walked down to the end of thebuilding.

I looked down atBrooklyn.

She glanced around, a curious look onherface.

We stopped in front of a wide metal door. I punched in my code, and the door slid open. We walked down the hallway and up five steps. I unlocked the door and motioned for her to enter. When she did, I flipped the lightswitch.

Shegasped.

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Brooklyn

When Harrison turned on the lights, I gasped. It was dark and masculine. The room was massive. Waist high tables in dark wood lined both walls. A row of high windows lined horizontally along the left side, but the rest of the walls were solid brick. A large bed, with a wood and steel slat headboard, sat against the wall to my right. A small kitchen opened into a living room on the right underneath the windows. It was a true bachelor pad and soHarrison.

"This place isbeautiful."

"Thank you." He closed the door and came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He walked us over tothebed.

I leaned my head back against his chest, loving the way I felt inhisarms.

He turned mearound.

"Sit," he said with aslightpush.

I sat on the edge ofthebed.

He went over to a closet and retrieved some items. I could feel the dampened anger on him. It was a barrier. He tried to shed it, but he needed to work it out in other ways. The primal need, the desire, and lust sweptoverme.

He dropped the items on the bed. I turned to look, but he captured my chin inhishand.

"Lookatme."

Inodded.

He leaned down and kissed me while gathering my dress in his hands. He pulled it over my head and deposited it on the floor. His gaze swept over my body for a brief second but not too long. He struggled to maintain some sort ofcontrol.

The rage evident inhiseyes.

He held up aleathercuff.

I placed my wristinit.

He pulled thebuckle.

The leather pulled tight against the metal buckle and made my mouth water inanticipation.

He secured theothercuff.

He leaned over and kissed me again before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me up the rest ofthebed.