Chapter 10

Trigger

Sadie’s touch sent a sick tremble through my body and her voice grated on my nerve endings. There’s no way in hell I can be remotely intimate with this woman. So here I sit in front of the Upper Hand waiting to show Sadie how much my tastes have changed.

I made arrangements earlier with Beanie to bring her here. This will prove to me how far she’s willing to go out of her comfort zone to cause havoc in my life to get what she wants. I know she doesn’t truly want me. She wants the comfort and stability she felt when she was intertwined with the Chaotic’s. What she doesn’t understand is that she caused the ripple effect. She changed everyone’s minds about her. What she doesn’t know is that all of us are on to her now and it won’t be much longer before her ass is met with the truth we all know.

I watch as she pulls up and gets out of her car. When she spots me by the door, her face brightens and she adds an extra sway of her hips. Her legs are encased in tight-ass dark-wash jeans and a tiny red top that hangs off one shoulder with her black stilettos. All this shit used to make my dick rock hard for her. Now, it just causes me to throw up in my mouth a little realizing that I’d been her trained monkey for years.

“Trigger.” She purrs as she nears. “What’s this place?” She runs her nails along my forearm and I fight to hide my disgust.

“It’s my new stomping ground. I come here a few times a week to release the day’s tension.” Lies, but she doesn’t know that. “Come on. We only have the room for thirty minutes.”

“Room? What room?” She whispers.

“You’ll see.”

I grab her elbow and escort her to Joel, the bouncer. He opens the door and I lead her down the stairs to the real Upper Hand. When we’re in the center of the room, I glance at her to see her face etched in shock and I want to say fear, but it’s quickly covered by a fake smile.

“What’s this place?” She asks as she watches a scene of a masked man whipping his submissive while she is cuffed and hanging on the middle of the stage.

“I told you that I’d changed. I was introduced to this a couple of months ago and my need for control was awakened. See, I let you control me for so many years that once I was free of you, control became a necessity in my life.” Her smile falters.

“I still don’t understand.”

“I’ll show you. You just have to keep an open mind. You said you wanted to spend some alone time with me.”

“Yes, I did, but I meant like at your house or at the Clubhouse. Not here.” She states with revulsion.

I turn her to face me. “It’s either this way or no way.” She glares at me. “Fine, let’s go. I’ll walk you back to your car.” I grip her elbow and begin to drag her to the stairs. She tugs her arm free and I glance over my shoulder.

“Okay. I’ll try it your way.” She mumbles.

I take her elbow again and lead her to Razz’s room. Unlocking the door, I hold it open for her to enter. She walks to the center of the room and spins around in a circle taking everything in. I lock the door behind me and the click echos through the room making Sadie jump.

“What happens now?” She asks shakily.

“Whatever I say.” She glares again and I’m ready to get this show on the road and over with. “Strip.” I command and her mouth falls open.

“Wh….wh…what?” She stutters.

“I said strip and I will not repeat myself. You are either standing in front of me in your bra and panties or your ass walks out that door.”

She slowly takes off her clothes like the longer it takes I’ll change my mind. She’s finally undressed and fidgeting with her hands. “What now?”

“One, you don’t speak to me unless I tell you to speak. Two, I want you standing in the middle of those two cuffs.” I point to the cuffs hanging from chain in the middle of the room. She slowly moves and does as I said. I walk to her taking one wrist in my hand and cuffing it in the leather cuff. I do the same on the other side. I stride over to the dresser where I set out a black blindfold. I pick it up and make my way back to Sadie. “I’m going to blindfold you.” She goes to speak but I shake my head and her mouth snaps shut. “You need to think of a safe word.” Now she’s shaking her head. “Fine no safe word it is. I’ll just go off your body’s reactions. Just so you know, if you say no I won’t stop because no is not a safe word.”

“Red!” She screams. I guess she watched Fifty fucking Shades of Grey. I chuckle to myself. This bitch has no clue.

I tie the blindfold at the back of her head and go to the closet. Opening it, Beanie appears with a menacing smirk on his face. I give him a chin lift and follow him as he takes a crop off the top of the dresser and goes for Sadie. I stand with my feet planted shoulder-width apart.

“What’s your safe word, pet?” I question.

“Pet. Seriously.” Beanie taps her lightly on her right ass cheek. She flinches. “Red!” She screeches.

“Good girl.” The words churn my stomach.

Beanie smacks her left cheek a little harder. She jumps and her chest turns a light shade of red. He alternates the next three hits from left to right and then he hits her thighs. He drops the crop and gets a flogger. This time he strikes against her chest avoiding her barely visible baby bump. Then he goes back to her ass. After two more hits, she’s screaming.

“No…No…No. Stop. Just stop. I can’t do this.”

“That’s not your safe word.” Beanie strikes her thighs. “No safe word means your fine.”

“Red! Red! Goddamnit, Red!” She shrieks.

Beanie drops the flogger and heads back to the closet. Hiding. When he’s out of sight, I untie the blindfold and uncuff her from the restraints. She’s panting, but it isn’t a turned on pant. It’s a pissed off, ready to blow pant. Her eyes are filled with the evil that I now know she contains.

“This is what gets you off.” She points to the crop and flogger on the floor. “This is the type of control you need.” She points to the cuffs.

I nod. “Yes and you can’t handle it, so I guess there’s really no point in all that alone time you were talking about. We’re no longer compatible.”

She shakes her head vigorously. “No that’s not true. We’ve been compatible for years.”

“Time changes people.” I state firmly.

“I don’t believe that. I’m not giving up. We’re going to have a baby and we’re going to be a family.” She picks up her clothes and begins to put them on. The red welts on her skin give me a sense of achievement. I fooled the bitch for now. I don’t need this shit, but she’ll never figure that out. “We’re not through. I won’t allow it.” She huffs and stomps out of the room.

Joel texts me when she leaves the building.

“She’s gone, Beanie.”

He comes out of the closet and his smirk is replaced with a sneer. “That bitch is going to be harder to convince than I thought. I figured I’d beat her ass and she’d be ready to give up.”

“As much as I know about her now, it’s going to take a lot more. She doesn’t like to be defeated.”

“I guess we need to find different ways to extract her control over the predicament we’re in now since she’s the one that’s wielding the sword that could chop our noses off despite our faces.”

“True. Have you heard anymore from Razz?”

“Nah, she’s not going to contact any of us until this is all over. Sadie threatened taking Emerson and Xander from her and she’s not going to put that at risk. She’ll bide by Sadie’s threat.”

“This shit really sucks donkey balls.”

He chuckles. “It does. I lose my friend. You lose your fiance and the Chaotic’s lose a good woman. Razz is tough and I bet her ass isn’t standing on the sidelines. She’s probably doing her own plotting.”

“I don’t think so. She told me she was done with the whole Sadie situation.”

“Then you don’t know her quite as well as you should. She dug up information on Sadie for years. There’s no way she’s going to quit. Shit, she gave us her damn P.I., who I might say is not cheap especially for all the round-the-clock shit he’s doing.” Beanie moves around the room cleaning up what was thrown on the floor. “Let’s get out of her and figure out another way to fuck with Sadie. The more we interfere, the less she’ll focus on Razz.”

We leave the Upper Hand, but instead of the sense of relief I thought I’d feel when I left here, all I feel is the twisting of my gut that this shit is going to take too fucking long to conquer.