Chapter One
Chloe stared at the large man in the black leather mask standing on the doorstep. She didn’t know what she has been expecting, but he wasn’t it. He was tall for one thing. Taller than her, despite the four-inch, thigh-high boots she was wearing. Broad shoulders strained the fabric of his well-tailored suit and direct blue eyes stared at her through the eye holes of the mask. The man smiled, revealing white, even teeth.
He didn’t look like a man that wanted to be dominated. Of course, you couldn’t judge by appearances in this case, Chloe reminded herself. After all, she herself looked like a dominatrix, but nothing could be further from the truth.
“Mistress Sensua?” The man’s voice was a deep rumble, coming from the bottom of his chest that Chloe could feel in her bones. “Mistress?” he said again, taking another step forward.
Chloe stumbled backwards a step before she remembered she was supposed to be in charge of this situation. Mistress Sensua — that ’ s me! She had never felt less in charge of anything in her whole life—including herself.
How was she supposed to handle this? How was she supposed to dominate this giant when she was shaking in her thigh-high boots? How had she gotten herself into this in the first place? Oh, right—doing her sister a favor…
* * * * *
“Chloe, I need a favor. I need you to switch with me.”
“Are you insane?” Chloe rolled her eyes at her identical twin sister who was currently lounging on her expensive memory foam mattress with her injured right ankle propped on a mound of fluffy goose down pillows. Nothing but the best for Zoe—somehow her twin always seemed to get what she wanted. But not this time.
“This is really important. I have a meeting with a client that I can’t miss.” Zoe’s big, green eyes begged pitifully. “It’s just a little favor.” She twisted a strand of her honey blonde hair around one perfectly manicured finger and looked appealingly at her identical twin. Same hair, same eyes, but Zoe’s hair was an artful tumble around her perfectly made-up face while Chloe’s was up in a sensible ponytail, showing a face that was bare of makeup.
Chloe sighed. “We haven’t done a switch since high school. And you remember how that turned out.”
Zoe’s eyes took on a dreamy look. “Of course I remember. I lost my virginity to Christian Agan in the shallow end of his swimming pool. Most romantic day of my life.”
“Maybe you’re forgetting what happened to me while you were having the time of your life.” Chloe frowned in frustration. “ I was taking your place in advanced dramatics and it just happened to be the day that you were supposed to deliver your monologue in front of the entire school assembly. I’ve never been so humiliated in my life!”
“Which is why you’ve never switched with me since,” Zoe finished for her. “But this time it’ll be different, Chloe, I swear . It’s been ten years since high school—just let it go.” She shifted on her black satin sheets and regarded her twin with a sparkle of mischief in her eyes. “You might even have fun.”
“How am I going to have fun dressing up in one of your business suits and pretending to be an investment banker?” Chloe crossed her arms over the sensible, gray turtleneck sweater she wore. Zoe, of course, was lounging in bed in a black silk teddy, but she always dressed impractically.
“Well…” Zoe bit her full bottom lip and then patted the bed beside her. “C’mere, sis, I have something to tell you. Only you have to promise not to tell Mom and Dad. It would kill them.”
“What?” Chloe eyed her twin mistrustfully. When Zoe got that look in her eyes, it invariably spelled trouble. Still, she perched on the edge of the luxurious bed, curious to hear what Zoe had to say.
“I’m not exactly an investment banker,” Zoe confessed. “In fact, I’m not in any kind of banking or finance at all.”
“What?” Chloe looked
Chloe stared at the large man in the black leather mask standing on the doorstep. She didn’t know what she has been expecting, but he wasn’t it. He was tall for one thing. Taller than her, despite the four-inch, thigh-high boots she was wearing. Broad shoulders strained the fabric of his well-tailored suit and direct blue eyes stared at her through the eye holes of the mask. The man smiled, revealing white, even teeth.
He didn’t look like a man that wanted to be dominated. Of course, you couldn’t judge by appearances in this case, Chloe reminded herself. After all, she herself looked like a dominatrix, but nothing could be further from the truth.
“Mistress Sensua?” The man’s voice was a deep rumble, coming from the bottom of his chest that Chloe could feel in her bones. “Mistress?” he said again, taking another step forward.
Chloe stumbled backwards a step before she remembered she was supposed to be in charge of this situation. Mistress Sensua — that ’ s me! She had never felt less in charge of anything in her whole life—including herself.
How was she supposed to handle this? How was she supposed to dominate this giant when she was shaking in her thigh-high boots? How had she gotten herself into this in the first place? Oh, right—doing her sister a favor…
* * * * *
“Chloe, I need a favor. I need you to switch with me.”
“Are you insane?” Chloe rolled her eyes at her identical twin sister who was currently lounging on her expensive memory foam mattress with her injured right ankle propped on a mound of fluffy goose down pillows. Nothing but the best for Zoe—somehow her twin always seemed to get what she wanted. But not this time.
“This is really important. I have a meeting with a client that I can’t miss.” Zoe’s big, green eyes begged pitifully. “It’s just a little favor.” She twisted a strand of her honey blonde hair around one perfectly manicured finger and looked appealingly at her identical twin. Same hair, same eyes, but Zoe’s hair was an artful tumble around her perfectly made-up face while Chloe’s was up in a sensible ponytail, showing a face that was bare of makeup.
Chloe sighed. “We haven’t done a switch since high school. And you remember how that turned out.”
Zoe’s eyes took on a dreamy look. “Of course I remember. I lost my virginity to Christian Agan in the shallow end of his swimming pool. Most romantic day of my life.”
“Maybe you’re forgetting what happened to me while you were having the time of your life.” Chloe frowned in frustration. “ I was taking your place in advanced dramatics and it just happened to be the day that you were supposed to deliver your monologue in front of the entire school assembly. I’ve never been so humiliated in my life!”
“Which is why you’ve never switched with me since,” Zoe finished for her. “But this time it’ll be different, Chloe, I swear . It’s been ten years since high school—just let it go.” She shifted on her black satin sheets and regarded her twin with a sparkle of mischief in her eyes. “You might even have fun.”
“How am I going to have fun dressing up in one of your business suits and pretending to be an investment banker?” Chloe crossed her arms over the sensible, gray turtleneck sweater she wore. Zoe, of course, was lounging in bed in a black silk teddy, but she always dressed impractically.
“Well…” Zoe bit her full bottom lip and then patted the bed beside her. “C’mere, sis, I have something to tell you. Only you have to promise not to tell Mom and Dad. It would kill them.”
“What?” Chloe eyed her twin mistrustfully. When Zoe got that look in her eyes, it invariably spelled trouble. Still, she perched on the edge of the luxurious bed, curious to hear what Zoe had to say.
“I’m not exactly an investment banker,” Zoe confessed. “In fact, I’m not in any kind of banking or finance at all.”
“What?” Chloe looked
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