The absolute quiet of the executive lounge didn't last. It was shattered not by a triumphant victory, but by the sharp, rhythmic, and high security buzzing of Julian’s encrypted satellite phone.
Chloe sat up slowly on the oversized black leather sofa, her limbs still heavy and trembling from the intense sensory deprivation session. She pulled the hem of her emerald green knit dress back down over her knees, smoothing out the wrinkled fabric with fingers that wouldn't stop shaking. Her wrists still bore the faint, warm ghost of the silk restraints that had anchored her down just minutes prior. The sudden, piercing ring of the phone instantly cleared the thick, heavily aroused haze from her mind. In an instant, the warm, dominant aura that had saturated the private sanctuary shifted. It sha
