From Kailee Reese Samuels JULIET:
“This
is unbelievable,” chirped Zoe as Spark walked up and gave Lyssa a high-five
after the show.
“It's
a meat market, for sure. A man buffet for the taking,” Serene snapped back,
watching the many submissives behaving so perfectly for their pleasures.
“So,
what's your story, Buttercup?” Serene inquired, eying Iris. Before Iris could
respond, the entire cabaret felt a wave of silence engulf them as someone
rivaling Sal stood by the entryway by Mullins.
“Who
is that?” Serene whispered to Zoe.
“That
is buffet delivery,” Kate announced as she rose up, striding intently towards
Mullins and Mitch.
Engrossed
in Kate's next move, Serene focused her attention to Iris. “Who does it for
you?”
Your hot Italian boy.
“I
don't know. I married my husband at eighteen. I never knew anything else.”
Serene
brushed her arm against Iris. “Stop being so curious. And go find your truth,
Buttercup. Be an active participant in your life.”
A
shiver went down her spine as Serene stayed in her space long enough to make
her uncomfortable. “You just want to spank me,” Iris contemptuously retorted.
Cackling
softly, Serene lifted a brow, “Oh you are alive! And no.” She caught her eyes
and countered, “I prefer whips... long, painful ones.”
Serene’s
flirtatious words dripped like sex off the tip of her tongue onto Iris. “Sal is
coming home with me tonight. If you want to come, here is my number. Send me a
text at eleven. No one will know. The offer is good for tonight only.”
Zoe
blinked at Iris subtly acquiescing that Serene inviting initiates home broke
protocol. Initiates were to be seen and not touched, but she was Mistress
Serene and always found a way to break, bend, contort, or render helpless the
rules. An invitation from Serene—with or without Sal—proved to be a highly
coveted piece in the Juliet puzzle.
The
lights dimmed again, and a pulsing, gyrating beat came on as Kate returned to
the table. Serene snapped, “What the hell did you just do?”
“Just
taking care of business,” Kate quipped. “Knocking the head off the King, I
suppose.”
“You
have no clue what you have done,” Serene fumed.
The
sexy young man appeared on stage, in his ripped jeans, t-shirt, and well-worn
work boots. He stood stoic, deer in the headlights. The undulating roar soared
to the stage from the rowdy crowd of women. Serene couldn't believe Kate
convinced Mitch to get up on stage. She whispered to Zoe, “This place is about
to get insane if he does it.”
“Oh,
he's gonna do it,” Kate spouted off confident of her new toy.
“I
don't know. He's been still at least thirty-seconds,” Serene egged on with
fighting words.
“He'll
do it,” Kate challenged. The music stopped abruptly and the lights fell dark
again, leaving the audience full of boo's. The blaring music of came on with
the spotlight on his back. Shirtless, Mitch displayed several large tattoos and
some scars.
“He's
terrified, Kate,” Serene warned. “He's shaking for fucks sake.”
“He
may be, but he has this. Trust me. You don't do three tours in Afghanistan and
not be able to do this,” Kate argued.
At
the bar, Sal scoped out the women conspiring his future. He didn’t believe
things could get any worse. He and Kate were done which also meant he and
Serene were done. There was no relationship. There was no Mistress/slave. There
was not even a sandwich over the evening news. So anywhere he could end up
would not be any more abominable than his current situation.
Sal
noticed Iris sitting with Serene, and he couldn't help remembering how close he
had come to making love to her. While he couldn't understand why, Sal knew Iris
was his game changer, but even she didn't want to play with him.
Slamming
his fifth whiskey, Sal couldn't believe how the women, his legion of his
fanatical followers, flirted with Mitch Daniels. The front-rowers drooled,
going crazy over a spot that should be his. Sal couldn’t take being one-upped,
so he did the only thing his bad boy knew he could get away with. Sprinting
through the audience, Sal hopped up onto the stage.
Sal
yelled, “I want to dance!”
“Oh
god,” Kate mumbled, flabbergasted.
“You
brought this on. He's lives off the fuel of the crowd. Let him burn off the
energy,” Serene admonished, stomping off to the bar with Zoe following. Torn
between what she wanted to do, follow Zoe or stay with Kate, Iris upheld her
obligation to friendship. Choosing the former, Iris glared condescendingly at
Kate as she strutted off.
“Where
are you going?” Kate pleaded, grasping Serene's arm.
She
jerked back quick, yanking Kate. Her ice blue eyes menacing, Serene sassed,
“I’m going to clean up your fucking mess yet again. And while I am at it, you
should stop playing head games with Sal. Let him go, Kate. Final and last
warning. Because if you fuck with him one more time, I swear to God it will be
the last thing you do at Juliet.”
Shaking
his ass, Sal spun at the screaming women. He mouthed the words to the song at
them, touching their fingertips all along the front row. Blowing kisses to
them, they were clinging to Sal like horny groupies.
“Looks
like the prize stallion broke out of his stall,” Zoe snickered to Iris.
Before
Serene could get over to stop him, Sal made his way back to the DJ and changed
the music to his standard Nine Inch Nails. And that could only mean one thing.
The rowdy boy was about to tank the entire Quad-F.
“Fuck!”
Serene roared.
To
say a dance battle ensued would be incorrect, more of an
up-the-ante-strip-a-thon. As soon as Sal got on stage he ripped his shirt off,
tossing it at the groupies. He wasn't scheduled to perform tonight, but his
competitive nature took hold at whatever price he would have to endure.
Word
rampantly spread Sal had taken to the stage, drawing people to the cabaret for
his impromptu performance like a syringe to a vial, sucking each and every one
of them into his world. No one could pack a house like Sal, and tonight was no
exception. It didn't matter who else inhabited the stage.
Sal Raniero was.
©Kailee Reese Samuels 2015 Juliet
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BLURB
To
have and hold, love and cherish, til death do us part…
When
an unexpected twist of fate hands Iris her worst nightmare, the world spins out
of control. As she falls apart, Iris finds comfort in her unpredictable
behavior. With mysterious clues hidden by her husband, Iris drives away from
her life to uncover the world he kept hidden for years.
Small
town Sugargrove, Texas is unlike anything Iris has ever experienced.
Foreboding, dark, and sensual, the enchanting Juliet academy lures Iris with
hopes of discovering who she really is. Making friends and meeting people, she
delves into the treacherous world of her surrender. But when she encounters
Salvatore Raniero, the sexy alpha male ignites her in unimaginable ways,
haunting her every thought and showing her a new kind of high.
As
she learns Sal is more than the mischievous sexual provocateur of Juliet,
revealing a composed and thoughtful side, Iris wonders what else is hiding
behind his mesmerizing ebony, emerald eyes. Pushing her into an even deeper
erotic journey, Iris soars with her newfound freedom in the collar.
The
secrets unfurl as the web of lies continues to grow, and Iris realizes she is
not the girl she once was. Trapped between a lonely past and an unknown future,
she is left with the daunting task of deciding what she truly desires and who
she wants to obey.
A
love story doesn't always go the way it should, sometimes the path to forever
is a twisting, spiraling, and flying ride.
JULIET
is Kailee Reese Samuels full-length debut novel.
The
Story of Salvatore (SOS Series) is set within the Juliet world and provides
further glimpses into Salvatore Raniero’s character and history.
Kailee
Reese Samuels writes romantic suspense with an erotic flair. Let her words
whisk you away, escaping with delicious guys, toe-curling kisses, and addictive
stories.
💕Meet Kailee💕
Embracing diversity.
Coffee addict. Mango lover. Blueberry fetishist. Sweet peach tea crazy. Red
wine devout. Whiskey deviant. Tattooed & pierced. Loves shoes. Collects
rosaries. Fanatical organizer/cleaner/list-maker. Never sleeps. Hermit and
recluse.
Storyteller.
KAILEE REESE SAMUELS has
been spinning tales since she can remember. Her books are contemporary fiction
with a no-holds-barred attitude. She adores listening to her character’s ramble
and putting them into situations that push the boundaries.
Creativity is the way to
change.
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