An Affair With My Husband’s Brother

7. Master Aiden

Aiden’s POV:

Fuck

This wasn’t part of the plan and the plan had been going well. Every single detail had been thought out and executed but she had come along and had ruined a small part of that for me.

I ran a finger across her face as she slept peacefully. I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as I watched her, she wasn’t ready and I had broken so many rules tonight just by touching her.

I could say that she was easily the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her features were delicate yet captivating, and the way she looked so vulnerable in her sleep filled me with an unexpected tenderness and I leaned into her, shivering when her strawberry-smelling hair tickled my nose.

It felt like an addiction, from the first moment I had met her. The way her eyes had sparkled with tears and regret, there was also a sadness behind her eyes every time you looked closely and something in me was itching to find out what it was and make it right.

My phone began vibrating on the nightstand and I snatched it up, moving out of the bed and inside the adjoined bathroom.

“Hey, man! Where did you go? I’ve been trying to find you for about an hour now.” Chris, my friend and business partner’s cheerful voice filled the phone and it made me more aware of the situation.

I cleared my throat and steeled my voice.

“Yeah, I had to do something important in my loft. I’ll be back out now.” I responded and when he affirmed, I ended the call and moved towards the sink to splash some cold water on my face.

The reflection that stared back at me in the mirror caused a slither to run up my spine. There was a bite mark on my shoulder and several scratches ran through the length of my arm and back. She had been very expressive about her pleasure and I couldn’t say I had a complaint about that, maybe I even enjoyed it a little too much.

She had been perfect, the way she moaned, the way she arched her back, the way she begged, her eyes when she orgasmed, the way she fit around me like the perfect glove. It was all too much.

I shook my head slightly, opening the tap and splashing my face with some cold water. I needed to get her out of my head and eventually, my life as soon as possible, and thinking about what had just happened and in this way wasn’t going to help. She didn’t belong in my life, especially not at this point where I was at the peak of darkness and revenge.

She would only complicate things.

I moved out of the bathroom after patting my face dry and moved into my closet to slip on a pair of singlet and some comfortable jeans. The sight of her sleeping in only my shirt on my bed made me want to stay back and just lay close to her on the bed but I didn’t.

She needed to sleep and I had some work to do. I needed to talk to her so I would wait till she woke up and sobered up, so we could have a proper conversation.

The music from the club welcomed me and pulled me in as I walked through the stairs that led from my loft to the club. Chris was just by the entrance when I pulled open the door and his welcoming smile made my stomach churn, if he knew what I had just done he would go wild with rage.

“Sam says there’s something interesting that he caught while watching the security cameras that you might want to see for yourself,” Chris said and I nodded.

“Do you know what it is?” I asked, walking into the light and down the hallway towards the security room with Chris railing behind me.

“Oou, seems you’ve been having a more interesting night.” He said with a knowing smirk on his face and I scoffed before pushing past him.

I didn’t need the reminder or the taunting. Especially since this one had been done all wrong.

“What? Côme on man, not even a little detail? Is she one of the new submissives? I know how you like them fresh.” He poked and I winced, wishing I had done it with one of the new submissives instead.

What had I been thinking about bringing her here in the first place? She didn’t belong to this lifestyle, she should never have known these rooms ever existed.

“Are you okay man?” Chris asked from beside me and when I turned towards it to found his brows creased with worry

“Yes of course, why?”

“You’ve been pretty spaced and you look like you have a lot on your mind.” He said, causing me to tense.

Thankfully, we were at the security room already and I only offered him a smile and an affirmation that I was fine before I was pushing open the door, putting an end to the conversation.

“Aiden! I’ve been trying to reach you. I was going through the cameras at the entrance and I thought this particular image might be of interest to you.” Sam said, pulling up an image of the reception.

Standing in the reception was the last person I thought I would see and the sight of him made my blood thrum with anger in my veins.

What was he doing here?

I mean the plan had been to go to him eventually but I didn’t expect that he would come looking for me.

“Do you have the following footage? Or do you have an idea which of the floors he went to?” I asked

“No, I don’t. I’ve got one of him walking away from the reception but that was all I was able to get. Freya was the one at the front desk at the time, maybe you could talk to her about it and see what she knows.” He advised and I nodded.

“Thank you, Sam,” I said, before making my way out of the room with Chris.

“Are you worried?” Chris asked as soon as we were out and I paused.

“About what?”

“Him.”

“I’m indifferent. I don’t particularly enjoy how close he was without me having any control or knowledge of his activities around the building.”

“I’ll make sure to keep an eye out,” Chris assured me, and with a curt nod, I gave him a pat on the shoulder before making my way into the main room.

The music was at its loudest and there were now drunken bodies slowly gyrating against each other. I could only imagine what was happening inside the VIP club and as I made my way there, the slapping sound of skin against skin, the high-pitched moan mixed with grunts and growls made the hair on my arm stand out. The red lights made it difficult to see the people scattered on the different couches but the sounds were more than enough.

This part of my lifestyle was one that I deeply enjoyed. Dominants and submissives come together in a safe space to participate in kinky, consensual s*x. Being able to exert control without being abusive, it got my blood pumping. Opening a b**m club in the heart of Harbor’s Haven had not only been the best way to come back into the town but it meant that I had some sort of comfort in this place that brought me so much pain.

“Master Aiden.” A soft feminine voice called out to me, pulling me out of my reverie and I turned towards it. I squint in the darkness, hoping to make out the face of the person in front of me.

“You can look up baby girl,” I said softly, hooking a finger under her chin to raise her head.

“Is there a problem?” I asked and she slowly shook her head.

“No, I-I was h-hoping you’d want some entertainment in your playroom tonight.” She stuttered painfully and I could imagine the blush she had on her face.

Usually, an offer like that would have sent the blood on every corner of my body rushing in between my legs but not this time. Not after the encounter with the woman I had left on my bed. The thought worried me, but I was already too overwhelmed with it all to ponder anymore on it.

“Not tonight Allison, I’ve got a lot of work to do, but I owe you a beautiful night. You get to choose the scene you want to play and I’ll be happy to take care of your body.” I said softly to the smaller woman in front of me, pulling her closer so I could plant a kiss on her head.

I released her once I was sure she was okay and continued to make rounds, trying to make sure everything was okay and going smoothly.

Slowly, the space began to empty. I had to help a couple of people get a cab but no incidents went by as the night came to an end and the sun began rising.

“I’m not sure if it’s just the events of tonight with him that’s making you look so tired, but you look like you’ve been run over by a truck and you need to rest. I’ll finish up here, lock up, and leave a report of the night at your desk for you to review later.” Chris said when I ran into him in one of the hallways.

As much as I wanted to reject his offer and help in closing up the club. I felt drained for some reason and maybe some sleep would do me a lot of good and make it easier to deal with it all.

“Thanks, man. I appreciate it.” I said to Chris, accepting the hug that he offered.

The man was mushy like that. I wondered how he managed to always intimidate the submissives when he was just a giant Teddy bear.

I made my way back to my loft at the back of the club. I had two missions for this morning.

I hoped Cielle was awake so I could talk to her, last night had been a lot and the Dom in me refused to let her go without offering some sort of explanation. I had been more sober last night and I should have been able to take control and prevent what had happened, but I didn’t and the guilt was almost too much to bear.

The moment I pushed open the door I could tell something was wrong and it made me rush towards my bedroom.

“Cielle?” I called out and the silence that greeted me confirmed it.

She left.