Reconciliation [Prometheus in Chains 5] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Clair de Lune Page A

sparkle to life.” His voice and the threat or promise in it made Jane stare. She wondered if he had the same effect on all women.
    “Lucky subs, maybe,” Jane thought.
    He roared with laughter as did her Master. He seemed to laugh a lot for a Dom with such a fearsome reputation, Jane thought.
    Later Jane went up to bed and left her master reminiscing with Master Llewellyn. Jane smiled, it hadn’t gone unnoticed that she had been affected by the new Dom’s voice and presence, but Master Angus was sure of her and was amused at her reaction.
     
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    Angus gave Llewellyn a small glass of single malt whisky and sat opposite him in one of the comfortable leather armchairs in the sitting room. Llewellyn sipped and looked around him. He seemed to appreciate his surroundings. It was certainly a comfortable room and Jane had made it more homely. She saw to it that there were always fresh flowers in a vase, scenting the air. On one wall, there was a large fireplace, with a basket of logs. The sofas and chairs were in chocolate brown leather, with lots of pale aqua cushions. The floor was highly polished, dark oak covered with thick, pale-caramel wool rugs, deep enough to sink your toes in. There was a large TV and sound system and a couple of rows of Blu-ray discs and DVDs. Two walls were covered from floor to ceiling with bookcases, overflowing with books of all sorts, and there was a library ladder to reach the top shelves. Over to one side, was a large partner desk with PC and iPad and a very comfortable padded chair.
    “This is a very cosy room, Angus, old friend. I envy you your life, your new wife, and your happiness.”
    “It’s past time you settled down yourself, you old rascal.”
    “Less of the old, boyo, you’re older than I am.”
    “Indeed I am, Jane has given me a new lease of life. What are you doing back here now?”
    “I’m hoping to rebuild my life with Gloria.”
    “I wish you well with that, but I can’t see it being easy. She was a wreck after you went away. She’s a friend of Jane’s and I wouldn’t like to see her hurt again.”
    “There is no fear of that. I want to settle here now.”
    “Well I’m glad to hear it, but what if you have to go away again?”
    “I shan’t be going anywhere.”
    “How can you be so sure? You were ready to take up Prometheus’s offer last time, then this old mate from Wales put pressure on you.” Angus could see that Llewellyn didn’t like that expression, but it was what he felt had happened.
    “Well, that was a one-off.” Angus looked sceptical and saw Llewellyn take a deep breath before replying.
    “The friend in Wales was Cliff Williams.”
    “The Cliff Williams that served with you in the SAS?”
    “That Cliff Williams. It just so happened that he saved my life, so you see I owed him a debt of honour. When he asked me to go I had nothing on paper with Prometheus, so I felt obliged to help Cliff out.”
    “Well, if you’d seen fit to explain that , it would all have made a great deal more sense,” Angus remarked, rising to refill their glasses.
    “More Scotch? Ice?”
    “Yes to the Scotch, no to the ice, thank you, Angus. Yes, I suppose it would, but you know it was never my way to explain myself. Now I see I was wrong. I know Gloria had it tough. Prometheus has kept me informed about her.”
    “Yes, I know. So what are you going to do about her?”
    “Angus, old friend, I love her and I want to make a life with her. But I’m scared she won’t have me.”
    Angus roared with laughter. “Llewellyn scared of his slave? Oh my, that’s priceless.”
    “Yes, and it goes no further.”
    “Well, we can go to the club with you tomorrow, it will be interesting to see what happens. Now don’t look daggers at me, I won’t spill the beans, even to Jane.”
    They spent another hour talking over old times, then decided it was time to call it a night.
     
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    The next morning Jane awoke and went to look out of the window at the