Their Virgin Secretary (Masters of Ménage #6)(39)

"I'm not exactly sure."

"Kinley … " Dominic barked.

"Yes, Master? I'm telling you the truth. I don't know exactly where she is." Kinley tried to appear cooperative, even contrite.

Kellan wasn't buying it.

"But you have a very good idea, don't you?" Dominic drawled.

She pursed her bow mouth, obviously unwilling to answer.

In the face of her mute response, he scowled. "That's ten. Answer the question, Kinley. This is important."

"To you, Master?"

"To Kellan, Eric, and Tate. Disappointing them will be disappointing me. Tell Belle's lovers everything you know about her whereabouts."

Kinley's whole face went stormy and stubborn, her eyes narrowing. "Belle's never had any lovers. She's a virgin. She was waiting for the right men to come along." She sent them an acid glare. "I guess she hasn't found them yet."

Tate wilted like a fucking hothouse flower. "We're so sorry about that, Kinley. Honestly, I loved knowing that she'd waited. I kind of wished I'd waited, too, but then our experience together would probably be horrible for her because it takes a man some time to build up stamina. I blew my load in three point seven seconds the first time."

"Really?" Eric stared at his best friend, rolling his eyes. 

"Dude, you were there. And you, like, came in her hand. Belle deserves better." He turned to Kinley. "Please. We want to apologize and ask her for a second chance. You have to tell us where she went."

"I like him. He can live," Kinley pronounced.

Kellan would use whatever she gave him to hunt Belle down. "Excellent, then tell him where to find her."

"I really don't know exactly. I was shocked to discover she'd left." The little brat's mock surprise crawled all over Kellan.

"She left in your car," he pointed out. "You gave her the keys."

"She needed them."

"But you're surprised that she left?"

Kinley squirmed in her seat. "She didn't say why she needed the keys."

Kell sent an angry glare to Dominic, who crossed his arms over his chest and speared her with a dark glare. "That's ten more, love. We're up to twenty. Want to make it thirty? I can arrange that."

"Come on, Kinley." Riley sent her a glance that suggested she be reasonable.

Law watched the entire event unfold, a smile playing at his lips, as if his wife's little defiance amused him.

"You gave her the keys to your car without asking where she was going?" Kell raised a brow.

"She's my friend. I trust her because she's got a lovely heart. She'll return the car to me when she no longer needs it. I just wonder about that male she was with. She called him Sir." Kinley shook her head as if the situation was so, so sad. "Guess you guys lost out. Sorry."

"What?" He bit the word out violently. Belle had found another fucking Dom in a few short hours? That was incomprehensible. Impossible. Although given who Dominic's friends were, it was possible an unattached Dom might have been around the hotel last night after the wedding. At this point, what surprised Kell more was that the guy hadn't come with two or three friends.

Or maybe that's who Belle was driving to meet. The thought stopped Kell cold. On the other hand, Oliver and his brothers hadn't mentioned Belle being with another man. He scowled. Something was fishy here …

"She wouldn't leave with a man she'd just met and she certainly wouldn't be calling him Sir," Eric said, shaking his head. "I'm going to call her again."

"You snooze, you lose," Kinley said in a little sing-song voice.

"For your disrespect, that's yet another ten." Dominic's foot tapped against the floor as he glared at her. "Your ass is going to be red after thirty."

Kinley ignored him, then her purse began ringing. She put a hand over her mouth, blinking as if she was utterly surprised. "Oh, my gosh. Belle's phone must have fallen into my bag."

So Belle had gone somewhere in Kinley's car in the middle of the night without a phone. And possibly with another man. Kellan's palm itched fiercely.

"Kinley, you had to have seen which direction Belle drove off," Riley prompted. "Help the guys a little. They seem genuinely eager to have her back."

"I only saw that my friend was crying and heartbroken because the men she's longed for turned out to be complete douchebags who refused to touch or collar her. They made her feel inferior simply because she hadn't slept with a man yet."

"That isn't what happened," Kellan insisted, trying to gather his patience. "And if she was crying and heartbroken over us, why would she be with another man?"

"Well, of course he was going to console her," Kinley shot back.