CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Petra
Having the whole day off felt strange to me. It had been a few weeks now that I’d let Rowan take over three days a week, but I still found myself uneasy.
That was why I let Iron distract me most of those days.
I wouldn’t say I liked it mostly because it was hard for me to admit those sort of things. So instead, I’d say that he provided a good distraction without fail every time.
I still had a few hours to go until I saw him though. And that was the problem. I didn’t know what to do while I waited. Nor was I the type of person that liked to wait. There were things I could have been doing up until that time but Rowan didn’t like me down there while she was here. She was adamant about me having my time off. I didn’t even think she cared that it drove me crazy to have nothing to do.
I didn’t care what she thought or what she would do, I stepped onto the elevator and hit the button for the fourth floor.
“I wish there was some way I could lock you out of these floors,” Rowan said with a wide smile the moment I stepped into my office.
“That will never happen,” I told her as I went around the desk and glanced at all the screens. Most of the rooms were empty, but I wasn’t surprised.
“Maybe you should pick up a hobby.” Her humorous tone only irritated me. I cut my eyes over to the side and she had the nerve giggle at me. “Gardening. We could set you up a little space behind the back parking lot.”
“Do I strike you as someone that would care about plants and flowers?” I didn’t expect her to say anything back because the answer was clear in my tone.
Rowan laughed as she picked up the tablet and checked over the schedule.
A deep crease formed between her brows as she studied the appointments for the rest of the day.
“What is it?” I asked. There was clearly something wrong.
“Nothing,” she told me with a bright smile. One that I could tell was forced. “Go on. Get out of here and let me do my job.”
She moved to the door and without a glance back, headed out of the room.
I wasn’t happy that she’d brushed me off, especially when I knew something wasn’t right.
Turning my attention to the desk, I took a seat. I was determined to figure out what was off.
A few taps on the keyboard and I had the schedule up on the screen. After I gave it a quick look over, I turned to face the screens again. My eyes first landed on the block that showed the pole room. Aurea was there, wearing a bright yellow bra and a matching thong. Her hair whipped around as she circled the pole. Her client sat there wearing his mask, watching her with his body leaning forward in the chair.
Nothing was unusual there.
I moved onto the Red room, knowing that Indigo was supposed to be in a session with a new client.
She was there. I couldn’t miss the slightly sadistic smile that lit up her face as she flogged the man chained up against the wall. His body jerked with every hit but I wasn’t concerned. There were rules here, and I knew Indigo would follow them. If the man was uncomfortable, he would use his safe word and she would instantly stop.
I moved my gaze to the Blue room on the fifth floor. Varda was on the bed, her fingers working her clit frantically while Mr. Virgo stood at the side of the bed. Her face displayed the pleasure she was feeling right now and her eyes were greedy as she watched his hand move up and down his cock.
I checked the time, knowing that the first two sessions would be winding down shortly. Mr. Virgo often booked a double time slot, so I knew that Varda still had an hour to go.
Then I looked at the Green room on the fourth floor.
I leaned forward as I noticed it was empty.
Midori should have been in there setting up for her first client of the night by now.
My eyes narrowed. This wasn’t like her. She was always ready and on time. She knew I didn’t like to keep clients waiting and she shouldn’t either. People paid good money to use my services and though I knew they wouldn’t take their business elsewhere— because there was nowhere to take it— they could request to be put with someone else. None of the girls wanted that unless they felt uncomfortable. And that was a whole different problem to handle.
I rose to my feet. I didn’t doubt that was what had Rowan rushing out of the room. While I knew she was doing her best to handle it, I wasn’t the type of person to sit back once I knew there was a problem.
I headed for the dressing room only to find Rowan walking out with a frustrated look on her face.
