Absolution: Doms of Club Eden, #7
By LK Shaw
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"Please, don't leave me here."
He did it anyway, and the moment he walked out the door, my love turned to hate.
Now he's back and thinks all can be forgiven.
When my worst nightmare comes for me, Leo vows to protect me.
But how can I forgive the man whose leaving utterly destroyed me?
LK Shaw
LK Shaw is the bestselling author of sexy, sinful suspense. She resides in South Carolina with her high maintenance beagle mix dog, Miss P. An avid reader since childhood, she became hooked on historical romance novels in high school. She now reads, and loves, all romance sub-genres, with dark romance and romantic suspense being her favorite. LK enjoys traveling and chocolate. Her books feature hot alpha heroes and the strong women they love. Want a FREE short story? Be sure to sign up for her newsletter and download your copy of A Birthday Spanking, a short story set in the Doms of Club Eden world! http://bit.ly/LKShawNewsletter
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Absolution - LK Shaw
PROLOGUE
The knot in my stomach loosened as the verdict was read off. The head juror continued with the remaining charges, but I only heard one word.
Guilty.
Guilty.
Guilty.
I was free. After five, long, terrorizing years, I was free. I almost cried out of relief, but I refused to let him see me cry again.
You little bitch!
My head jerked up. Several law enforcement officials attempted to restrain Gideon while he fought and struggled against their hold.
His gaze burned with hatred and spittle flew from his mouth. Don’t think you’re going to get away from me. You can try to run, but you’ll never be able to hide. No matter how long it takes, I’ll find you.
I barely heard the judge bang his gavel and demand order in the court. I couldn’t look away from Gideon. His threats sent terror racing through me, but I held my head high. I refused to be cowed. I clasped my trembling hands in my lap and prayed I didn’t puke. Finally, he was restrained and removed, his screams echoing throughout the court room, the noise continuing to ring in my ear.
Long after everyone left, I remained sitting there, my entire body buzzing with a weird sort of energy. I knew what it was.
With shaking hands, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the small orange bottle. After several attempts, I finally got the lid off, dumped out a few white pills, popped them in my mouth, and swallowed. Eventually, my heart rate slowed, and I could breathe.
Quietly, I slipped out of my seat and made my way to the shit hole where I crashed on occasion. I took a final look around, picked up the backpack I’d shoved full of everything I owned, and headed to the bus station to start a new life.
CHAPTER 1
Gina
Acid churned in my stomach — again— when I stepped through the door of Eden. I breathed in the comforting scent, hoping to push back the anxiety I’d been feeling since I hung up the phone earlier tonight. It barely helped, and tomorrow I was going to have to not only make an appointment to see Madeline, but also check in with Sonia. The sensation was only exacerbated by the fact that a certain someone was bound to be inside. Some nights I could handle being in the same room as him, but other nights, when beaten-back memories rose to the surface, I chewed Tums like candy.
It was better than the alternative, though.
Evening, Gina,
Philip greeted me from his position near the entrance, his massive build and enviable shoulder length locks giving him the look of a Norse Viking.
I sent him a wan, forced smile in return while I shrugged out of my jacket. It was the best I could muster. Hey.
He laid a gentle hand on my arm. Are you okay? You seem off tonight.
I rearranged my features. Just a small headache. Didn’t drink enough coffee today. Nothing a good flogging session won’t fix.
Philip chuckled, which meant I’d succeeded in fooling him. He gave my arm a comforting squeeze. It was the kind of man he was. I hope it helps.
Thanks.
I threw the word over my shoulder as I disappeared down the long hallway leading to the main playroom.
The volume of the music coming from the speakers grew the closer I got, and my steps slowed. The burning in my belly amplified. Right before I entered the public space, I stopped completely, closed my eyes, and counted to ten. Then I steeled my spine and moved forward with the confidence I’d been faking for a year now. It was becoming more taxing every day, and I felt ninety-six rather than twenty-six. I scanned the room looking for my friend, boss, and fellow submissive, Bridget, but stopped short when my eyes landed on him.
Leonides Xavier Marshall.
A boy I loved, once upon a time, but a man I’ve hated for half my life.
He turned his head, as though feeling my gaze, and his eyes collided with mine. I didn’t need to be any closer to know they were gray like the darkening sky right before a storm. As always, his stare held me hypnotized until my brain caught up, and I remembered why I shouldn’t be looking at him. I turned my back, my vision unfocused.
Blinking away the haze, I went back to searching for my friend. After a couple rounds of patrolling the floor, I gave up, settled onto a couch, and attempted to join the conversation, but I didn’t have the energy. Soon, it didn’t matter, because, one by one, everyone disappeared, and I was left alone with my thoughts.
I wasn’t looking forward to an unplanned session with Madeline. I’d been doing so well with handling my anxiety until these damn phone calls started, but moving up my appointment—by weeks—only proved how much I’d lied to myself.
I don’t know how long I sat there.
Okay, spill it.
I glanced over to see Bridget, dressed in her usual corset and boy shorts, had plopped onto the sofa next to me.
You’ve been acting weird lately, and I want to know why,
she explained when I remained silent.
Hello to you, too.
She waved me off. Yeah, yeah, whatever. I want you to tell me what’s going on with you.
Inwardly, I sighed. Yes, I’d been searching for her tonight, but not for this. This was what I’d been trying to avoid. I didn’t really want to talk about it, but I couldn’t put her off forever. Bridget would wear a person down until they spilled their secrets. I’d learned it was easier to let her in on inconsequential things. There were some secrets too damaging to ever tell.
I blew out my breath. It’s nothing, really. I’ve just been getting phone calls lately.
Her brow wrinkled. What kind of phone calls?
For so many reasons, I needed to be careful. Just little reminders.
A sharp glare was what I received in return. You’re being cagey, Gina, and you know it.
She wasn’t wrong. Someone I used to know will be getting out of prison soon.
Bridget jolted upright. The fuck?
When a dozen heads turned our way, I shushed her. Keep your voice down for god’s sake.
You’re getting threatening phone calls, and you’re telling me to be quiet? Oh, hell no. I’m going to get Connor.
I grabbed her arm when she tried to launch herself off the bright red couch. I should have known how she’d react. Bridget was nothing if not fiercely protective of her loved ones.
No,
I ground out, my palms beginning to sweat. Keep him out of it. I didn’t say threatening. I told you, it’s nothing.
Bridget shook off my death grip and settled back down on her seat. It doesn’t sound like fucking nothing, Gina. In fact, it most definitely sounds like something.
Everything okay over here, ladies?
Instantly, I stiffened and my jaw clenched at the voice at my back. Oblivious to my internal rage, Bridget turned to the man whose presence I could feel behind me.
No, it isn’t. I need you to get Connor for me. Now, Leo.
Normally, a submissive wouldn’t dare talk to a Dominant the way she just did, but Bridget wasn’t your ordinary sub. She was ballsy and a borderline brat. Only her husband could tame her.
As you command, Mistress.
His tone was mocking, but the air shifted around me, and I knew he’d done her bidding regardless.
I wish you hadn’t done that.
Babe, you know I love you, so I say this with love; I don’t give a shit. When some asshole is calling you with ‘reminders’, I take that as a threat, even if you don’t.
I ignored the fact she was right. The incessant tapping sound coming from her high heel against the wooden floor started to grate on my nerves. Not enough time passed before her husband arrived with Leo in tow. Son of a bitch.
After someone tells me what’s going on, Bridget, love, you and I are going to have a discussion regarding the proper way to speak to another Dom.
We all heard the warning in Connor’s tone.
Promise?
Bridget, unsurprisingly, perked up.
Connor closed his eyes like he was praying for patience, while Leo disguised his chuckle with a cough. Disregarding her obvious anticipation for whatever punishment he planned on doling out, Connor forged ahead.
One of you ladies needs to start talking.
Instinctively, I had the urge to respond to an obvious command from a Dom, but I clenched my teeth to hold the words back. If Bridget wanted Connor involved, she’d have to be the one explaining.
Gina is getting threatening calls, but she doesn’t seem to care.
Both men stiffened at her announcement. My gaze darted to meet Leo’s stare, but I quickly returned it to Connor.
Is this true?
Not really. An old acquaintance may be coming back to town, is all.
I tried to be nonchalant.
From prison,
Bridget piped up.
I gritted my teeth, because she wasn’t helping. It was time to end this. I rose and glanced between her and Connor, disregarding Leo entirely.
Look, I appreciate you watching out for me, but this is being blown way out of proportion. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going home.
Ignoring my name being called, I made my exit and headed toward the hallway leading to the entrance. I’d almost made my escape when someone clasped my arm.
Gina, stop.
I jerked out of his grasp with an unexpected snarl. Get your hands off me.
Leo raised his hands in surrender. Whoa, sorry.
He was still too close, but I held my place.
Don’t touch me again.
He blinked at the ferocity behind my words, and there was a flash of hurt in his eyes. I always avoided him when I could, and when I couldn’t, I was cold and distant, but this was the first time I’d truly lashed out.
Sorry,
he repeated and lowered his hands. I just wanted to make sure you were all right.
I hated the concern in Leo’s voice. He didn’t have that right. Not anymore.
I’m fine.
All I wanted to do now was go home.
He hesitated but gave a short nod. Okay, but if you need anything, I’m here for you.
A scoff escaped before I could stop it.
The same way you were there for me when we were kids? No thanks.
Without waiting for a response, I turned my back on him and marched toward the exit, dangerous memories of my childhood rising to the surface. Memories I fought daily to bury. For six years I’d managed to keep the ghosts of the past locked away. I was terrified the day was coming when I was no longer strong enough to keep them at bay.
CHAPTER 2
Leo
For several days, Gina’s parting jab nagged at me. I couldn’t get her accusation out of my head. It had been thirteen years since I’d left New York and headed to basic training. I tried to recall those last few days, but nothing jumped out at me. I remember her crying when I’d told her I was leaving, but I’d expected that. She’d been a thirteen-year old girl with a case of puppy love. I’d pulled Gideon aside a few days before my bus left town and asked him to watch out for Gina since our foster parents couldn’t be counted on for shit. I’d done everything I could to keep her away from Lorenzo and his ‘associates’, so unless she’d gone looking for trouble, she should have been fine.
Hey, Marshall! You gonna fight, or you gonna stand there all day with your dick in your hand?
Raucous laughter followed the insult. Former Staff Sergeant Padraig ‘Paddy’ O’Keefe stood inside the ring staring down at me with his boxing gloves up and ready, a cocky grin on his lips. I dropped my gaze to scan the perimeter of the roped off raised square and took in everyone. Several former military buddies stood around the ring with giddy looks of anticipation for the upcoming match.
I joined everyone in laughter and glanced back up at Paddy. You know Sarge, it is getting awful heavy. Maybe you need to hold it for me.
He made a rude gesture with both arms while I climbed under the bottom rope to join him. In the background, I could hear the sound of gloved fists pounding away, and the pungent scent of sweat and man filled my nose.
Just because I only have one leg and am twenty years your senior doesn’t mean I can’t kick the shit out of you,
Paddy taunted me in good humor while he bounced restlessly on his feet, one made of carbon fiber.
I have no doubt you could kick my ass from here back to Afghanistan, sir.
One legged or two, Paddy O’Keefe was a force to be reckoned with. I’d served under him, and there were few men I respected more.
"Come on then, let’s get this beating over with. Wanda is serving