Chapter 75

KYRA.

Her Enemy stepped out of his car, throwing the hoodie cap off his head, the new blonde baby hair coming into view.

Kyra watched him from her motorcycle helmet in disgust as he veered around to whistle at a couple of girls waltzing out of the parking lot.

Was there ever a time when Rune didn't think with his dick.

But still, being in a BDSM club? What the hell was going on here? It never fit with him; was this one of his little secrets? One to which he had to hide from everyone else?

She always said Rune loved pain, but she never meant it literally. She'd have suspected that getting on people's nerves got him off.

The bouncers at the entrance nodded at him when he passed. They even exchanged some pleasantries. Surprisingly, he was no stranger there.

Nice, she pulled off her helmet and placed it on her motorcycle, now to see what helpless sub had the misfortune of having such an annoying brute as her dom.

One boot after another, sh