“I am going to murder you for this!” shouts Lilian.
“See,” says Kat to me. “Everything is in order.”
Kat turns to Lilian, “Stop pacing and get your fucking hot ass in there, or I will drag you inside by the hair.”
“Antonella just made that experience,” I say. “Can recommend.”
“You did?” says Kat.
“I did. Living room, took a page out of your book.”
Kat walks through the entrance into the living room and chuckles audibly.
“Nice,” she says loudly.
Lilian builds herself up in front of me.
“So you are the woman who trained Kat,” Lilian says in an icy tone.
“And you are the woman who made her soft and whole,” I say. A sentence I never would have said before Antonellataught me how to be gentle.
The hint of a smirk appears on Lilian’s face.
“Come in,” I tell her. “Little surprise for the party.”
She walks in, looks at Antonella on the chair with the glass fist. Looks at Kat and explodes.
“You fucking told her? You fucking told her about—about—“ She slaps Kat full in the face and then boxes her. Kat grins as she blocks Lilian’s punches half-heartedly, finally grasps her, and swirls her around so she has Lilian in a headlock, one hand wandering around Lilian’s body into her trousers.
“Any more of that, my lovely Lilian Anne Knightley, and I will make you sit on it, too,” says Kat darkly. And I can see that they were meant for each other.
That’s the moment Antonella stops moving.
“Lilian,” she says. “I wanna meet Lilian too!”
“Oh-oh,” I say. “What did I tell you about not talking?”
But Antonella ignores me completely, like a child who cannot wait for its turn to speak, slips off the chair, rips off her mask and looks around.
“You’re Lilian,” says Antonella, beaming. “I’ve heard so much of you.”
I take one deep breath in. Never would I have believed she’d break the agreement. Nor that she’d dare stand unmasked and naked in front of either Kat or Lilian. But here we are.
Kat sees it coming. Lilian sees it coming.
Antonella doesn’t.
The chain hits her ass forcefully on the back, and she flies forward, almost stumbling into Lilian.
“You broke the rules,” I say. “Now I’ll have to break them too. Downstairs, now!”
“Can we join?” asks Kat. “There is someone who could use a lesson in obedience.”
I smirk and nod.
An audience is exactly what Antonella needs.
I walk her downstairs on the leash.
