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perch.”
    Matthew dragged a hand through his hair. “Shit, you’re right, Ethan, that makes Kelly one very rich lady. I can’t believe I didn’t know who she was.”
    “Don’t beat yourself up about it, Matt. It’s not like the lady’s a celebrity. You know the ones I mean. Those talentless nonentities you see every time you switch on the TV. She’s a wealthy businesswoman. A lot of these highfliers go unnoticed. I mean how many Americans would recognize the head of Walmart if they passed him by in the street?”
    “Not many.”
    Stupefied, Matthew dragged a hand across his jaw, hearing the stubble rasp beneath his fingertips. He figured Kelly would hardly expect him to come across an old copy of The Oilman magazine.
    Matthew jabbed a finger at his younger brother. “Who knows about this besides us?”
    “No one yet, but—”
    “Well keep it that way. At Club Submission we protect everyone’s identity, and that means everyone. No exceptions.”
    “Yeah, yeah, I know that, but I hardly think she’ll turn up here again. Let’s face it, Matt, she was just a bored, rich woman, looking for excitement. She’s had her kicks here.”
    Matthew realized Ethan was right. Even though they’d shared a deep sexual connection, she had to be using him. Perhaps to her, it was just fucking, but he hoped they meant more to each other than that. The great Kelly McCloud could have any man she wanted. He figured he’d just been a rich woman’s plaything. He didn’t even know where she lived for fuck’s sake. Yeah, but I now know she heads McCloud Energy. I could easily track her down. He shook his head. Matthew Strong had too much pride to run after a woman. It was something he’d never done, and he wasn’t about to start now . No, this changed the whole dynamic of their relationship. Kelly would have to come to him, and preferably on her knees, begging forgiveness for not confiding in her Master.

Chapter Eleven
     
    Ten days later
     
    Kelly apprehensively climbed the short flight of steps to Club Submission, and tentatively pushed open the large oak door. As she walked past the two bronze ravens guarding the entrance, she shivered involuntarily. Tonight they looked eerily forbidding.
    When she’d telephoned Matthew that morning, he’d sounded cold and aloof. Perhaps that was why she shivered from the inside out. She figured it was simply his way of raising the stakes as he prepared her for the submissive role she’d undoubtedly be playing tonight. Kelly hoped he’d invite her back to his place. They’d shared such a wonderful time together there, but to her disappointment, he hadn’t. Nevertheless, she was desperate to see him again, on whatever terms he demanded.
    Since her father died, she felt as though she was working on autopilot. As an only child, the funeral arrangements were down to her. During this trying and stressful period in her life, how she wished she had brothers and sisters to help share the load. Now, fifteen days since her father’s death, and with her melancholy slowly receding, she felt ready to rejoin the world. She hoped Matthew would understand her reluctance to tell him who she really was. Maybe she’d summon up the strength to explain everything. If she did, she prayed it wouldn’t spoil their relationship. Men often perceived extremely powerful women as a threat. In Kelly’s experience, only idiots seemed to try their luck with her.
    Andrea’s welcoming face at reception soon put her at ease. “Go right in, honey, and wait in the Chill-out Zone. Master Matthew is expecting you.”
    A little surprised by Andrea’s use of Matthew’s full dominant title, a quiver ran down her spine, and fired her clit with sexual excitement. Just what had he in store for her? Years of experience in the dog-eat-dog world of the oil business made her smile and carry on as though nothing ever phased her.
    Matthew Strong phased her.
    “Thank you, Andrea.”
    “You’re real welcome.”
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