What the hell kind of sub had Antonio coerced him into taking? Just on first sight, he felt like kicking her out.
“Hello.” Her smooth, low voice with a hint of a Spanish accent went easy on the ears. “I'm Andrea Eriksson.”
Testing her, he didn't speak, simply watched her face. Most subs would lower their eyes but not this one. Instead her lips tightened slightly, and her chin raised another notch.
“You may call me Master Cullen or Sir. I'm in charge of the trainees at the Shadowlands.” He pointed to a bar stool. “Sit.”
A hesitation. A sub who didn't like obeying orders? She slid onto the bar stool and leaned her forearms on the counter. Another aggressive posture.
Domme or sub? Easy enough to find out. Taking his time, he walked out from the bar to stand in front of her—to loom over h
