The Kinky Side Scrooge of Scrooge

The Kinky Side Scrooge of Scrooge by Veronica Cane

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to the administration office. He needed to check her forms. Maybe she had put her address on them, although that was optional information.
    "Mary, can I look at a submissive's form?" he asked erupting into the room.
    "Good evening, boss. Can you tell me her name? I'll look it up for you." 
    "It's Katherine, but I don’t remember her last name. She entered as my guest last Saturday.
    "Ah, that submissive. Yes, I have her forms here, Sir," Mary said, with an intrigued smile.
    Alec practically ripped the forms from his assistant's hand. He quickly went through them, but to his disappointment she hadn’t provided her address.
    "Damn."
    "Are you trying to find this woman, boss?" Mary asked, puzzled with her boss' behavior.
    "Yes, Mary."
    "John just told me he had put her in a taxi. Maybe he heard her giving her address to the driver." Mary suggested, eager to help.
    "Thank you, Mary." He said, storming out of the door.
    He found John at the door, but he hadn’t heard anything.
    "Do you recall the taxi she left in?"
    "No, Sir, she grabbed one that had brought someone else."
    Alec ran his hand through his hair, finally admitting he wasn’t going to find her, at least, not that night.
    "Please check the security cameras and tell me what taxi was. You'll be able to see the taxi company and the car plates. Let me know when you have it." He ordered going back to his office. He was going to wake up the private detective he used to hire to look at people's background when they applied for membership. "Jack, how are you? I need you to find someone for me." After hearing the complaints and growls from the other man he explained the situation to him, giving him all the information he had, including the one from the taxi that John had brought him meanwhile. "I need it for as soon as possible."
    "I'll do my best, but you owe man, you owe me big." Jack said, his voice already with no trace of sleep.
    "Thank you."

 
    Chapter Sixteen
    He got up and decided to go home. Even with Jack's help, it would take a few hours to find her, so he would better have some sleep, or he would look like a wreck in the morning.
    Once home, he was too restless to go to bed. He decided to work out for a while. Maybe if his body felt tired, his mind would find it easier to shut down for a couple of hours.
    He went to his gym and while he strained his body, all he could think of was of her. How was she, what was she doing?
    An hour later, soaked in sweat, he went to the shower before going straight to bed and throwing himself over it, head down, his eyes closing immediately.
    A sting on his back woke him up. He raised his head to find sitting next to him a dashing reddish woman, wearing black leather, and high heel boots, carrying a crop in one of her hands.
    "Rise and shine, dear!"
    "Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my room?" he retorted.
    "Now, what manners were you taught? That's no way of treating a lady." She replied with obvious mockery. "I thought you were expecting me. I'm the Spirit of the Present."
    Alec closed his eyes in disbelief. Not again that weird dream.
    "I really don’t have time for this bullshit again, so why don’t you go fuck somebody else's sleep?" he asked, with the coldest tone he was able to produce.
    The woman sighed out loud, shaking her head. "I told them you were a lost case, but did they listen to me? No, they never listen to me!" She got up, and rested the flap of the crop underneath his chin. "I'm not happy with this either, but it's my job and you won't make me look bad with my boss, so get that yummy ass of yours up." The order was more than clear on her voice, but he was in no mood to cooperate.
    He pushed the crop away and let his head fall back to the mattress, closing his eyes. Another hard sting on his back made him jump out of the bed. She was hitting him with the crop.
    "What a f…?
    Without letting him finish his sentence, she grabbed him by his hand and they were both catapulted to his last fight with

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