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“Some women like to be gagged and spanked.”

I wrinkled my nose, undignified. “I’m not one of them, Tyran.”

He let out a sardonic breath. “Let me ask you something. Why were you in my sex club?”

Gosh, that seemed like a different lifetime when I was a completely different person and this man… I’d never seen or met one like him.

“It was a dare,” I finally admitted. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and I continued with a resigned voice. “I had a fake ID for a while. In fact, since my first semester at college. I was always scared to use it, and after two years, my roommates started to notice.”

“And the dare was to use it to get into my sex club?” he questioned incredulously. “Why not a liquor store or a bar? That would make more sense.”

“Because I made a stupid comment one day when I walked by it on my way to the grocery store.”

“What was the comment?” I pressed my lips together. Me and my stupid mouth. “Blondie, what was the comment, or do I have to spank it out of you?”

“God, I should have stayed home tonight,” I muttered.

“Sienna…”

I glared at him, my cheeks burning.

“I saw you and told my roommates you were the hottest guy I’d ever seen. Of course they, being snobby bullies and all, saw an opportunity to make an idiot out of me.”

God, I could still remember it as if it were yesterday. He had these jeans that hugged his ass just right and a leather jacket that made him look so badass.

“Do you still think I’m the hottest guy you’ve ever seen?” he gritted through a clenched jaw and eyes that burned with a dark need that terrified me. “Do you?” he repeated.

My eyes roamed over him. Tyran was still hot, but now the aura of danger dominated more than ever. He was always tall but lean, with a bad-boy aura. Now, power and darkness rolled from him in waves, threatening to swallow me.

“Yeah,” I grumbled. “But before you take that as gospel, I haven’t been around many men in the past five years, so don’t think too highly of it.”

“Ouch.”

“Have to keep you humble.”

“If anyone can, it’s you. Now, finish the story. How did it become a dare?”

I waved my hand tiredly. “You disappeared through the door and she dared me to go after you. I did, but the bouncer took one look at me and said it’s a private, twenty-one-and-older club. The ID never even crossed my mind, but once we were back at the dorm, she was more than happy to announce I was a coward for not using my fake ID. They all dared me to use it at that specific club—or else.”

“Or else?”

“Yeah, they were going to kick me out and terminate our roommate agreement.” I scoffed. “If only I knew how stupid and childish that was back then, but… hindsight is a bitch. I didn’t realize it was a sex club, or I wouldn’t have taken the dare. Anyhow, that night I was at that club, waving my ID and looking like the hooker of the century.”

“And the rest was history,” he said with a weird expression that set me on edge. “Now, you’re going to eat something.”

THIRTEEN

TYRAN

Asimple dare had thrown Sienna Baldwin into my path and forever changed both of our lives.

It would have been fucking funny if it weren’t so damn serious. So, while Sienna ate, I called my twin and put him in charge of finding out the roommates’ names. They needed to be taught a lesson for threatening her.

Only I was allowed to do that.

I came back in the kitchen to find Sienna sitting with an empty plate in front of her and I nodded, satisfied.

“Good girl,” I murmured. She ate every crumb. “Bedtime.”