flight into the realms of the unknown as she pictured all sort of sexual practises being enjoyed in this room. But who with, she wondered, the woman Lisa sprang to mind again. Just what sort of man was Matthew Dark and what on Earth was he up to in the darkest hours of the night with the women he brought here? Gina shuddered realising that perhaps the things she’d been told about the Scotsman behaviour weren’t in the realms of fantasy after all.
And of course there was the way he’d wanted to control her earlier, the way he’d wanted her hands behind her back before he’d touched her, and how he’d punished her when she’d freed them. She’d probably had a narrow escape being able to come up here on her own. It was obvious to her now that it wouldn’t have been all soft pillows and soft words after all.
Despite being on her own Gina still felt her cheeks pink as she imagined being cuffed tight and at his mercy and knew she needed to get out of there. The whole penthouse had now taken on an entirely different mood. But she had the cuffs in her hand now and she couldn’t put them down, the damned things fascinated her. Sitting on the side of the bed she couldn’t resist fitting her small wrists into one but she didn’t snap it shut she daren’t as she’d no idea where the key might be. The metal felt cold and there was a silver chain running between this one and the other. A chain long enough to loop the rope through and then tie it to the rink. Was she right, she wondered, then reaching up she put the rope through it and saw that this would work. A person restrained in this way would still be able to lie on the bed while their arms were held above their head out of the way.
Gina shivered again and shook her wrist roughly letting the cuffs fall to the floor. Her spine and the lower reaches of her belly were tingling with excitement, an excitement she hated herself for feeling. How could she be so turned on by this imagery in her head? This uninvited, wild imagery of being on the receiving end of such treatment from him?
As she rolled off Gina lifted the counterpane and looked underneath the bed half expecting to find more evidence of Dark’s bedroom practises but there was nothing. She was confused and just wanted to get away, even if she’d planned to there was no way she could wait here for him now. As far as she was concerned Matthew Dark was definitely out of bounds.
Time was running out and as Gina checked her watch she realised that nearly ten minutes had already passed since she entered the penthouse. She lifted the skirt of her gown and hurried around the beautifully furnished sitting room . A large desk sat under the balcony window and papers were literally inches deep on its surface and they spilled to the floor as she quickly searched through them.
Literally at the bottom of this mess she found a thin black leather document wallet with Dark’s initials embossed on it and she delicately flicked it open. Was this it, she wondered? The papers inside seemed to be plans and specifications for a new computer. The dates on each of the papers seemed to be right and there was a ‘post it’ note attached to one with a reminder to speak to the technical team the following day. So that meant it was a current project and worth knowing about she realised hopefully.
The wallet held six documents and kneeling down Gina spread them carefully on the plush cream coloured carpet that covered the floor then retrieving her cell ‘phone she began to photograph them one by one.
She replaced the papers as she’d found them and then saw that the wallet held something else in a leather sleeve. It was a small tablet computer. Ultra thin and very shiny glancing back at the papers Gina realised that this was what the ‘specs were for. Could t his really be the ‘gizmo’ that was such a secret. Now she really was puzzled.