Climbing out of bed, walking downstairs quietly I start cooking, the plan is eggs, bacon and everything if I can. The egg turns into a disaster, throwing them in the bin, sausage and bacon just didn't go well at all, putting toast in the toaster I switch it on, this I can cook. Jackson walking down the stairs looking intrigued.

"Your cooking?" He looks across at me, humour on his face as he looks at the mess I have made.

"Failing, so here, have some toast" Walking over I put the plate down, sitting he eats it, at least I could make toast.

"So, why do you never seem to be at work?" I am interested, he seems to always be away from it.

"I don't need to be, I have a lot of people there, it runs smoothly every now and then I go in for meetings, I get calls about issues, but mostly the managers do a good enough job" Nodding I understand what he means.

"You have to think, sometimes I was away for nearly a year on missions, they had to deal without me, so they tend to do it even when I am here, sure every now and then they ask me to go in, but they run the place by my rules" It is good how he can leave and know the businesses will be safe.

"So, you haven't said about the navy yet, what is happening with it?" I need to know if it is something he is still doing, I would like to know now rather than just being told later.

"The navy is like a home to me, I have friends, they are more than friends, they are my brothers who I usually do missions with Marcus is one of the closest ones, he is currently on a mission with the rest of the team, I might get called in, but highly unlikely, I don't actually plan to go back on missions, or sign up for longer" I am glad, the thought of him going back and possibly losing him is scary.

"Okay, so who are the guys you usually go on missions with?" I don't even know if he can tell me that, I just want to know more about him, more about his life, because I don't really know much about it.

"Well, Marcus, Troy, Alexander and Joel are the four main guys, we have each other's backs. A few times we have needed support we have been there, we are like brothers, we will fight for each other and take a bullet for each other. To be honest, I miss them, being back here, I don't see them often, Marcus and everyone lives close, but they have their own lives" 

He clearly cares about them, a lot I can see just by the way he is talking about them, there is so much respect and love there.

"You said you have two businesses? What is the other, I just noticed you never told me" He is smiling at me, okay, so now I am intrigued with the look on his face.

"Remind me another time, Liam is here" He stood up walking to the door, opening it, sure enough Liam walks in.

"Ready?" Liam stood looking at us both.

"Of course, you're usually the late one, we're meeting mum there" 

Jackson grabbing his jacket looking at me, well this is it, if I don't puke on the way it will be amazing. Walking outside, we get in the car, this feels weird, and well, awkward, please hurry up and get us there, my mind reminding me of the last time there was three of us in the car, me, Roxy and Jackson, my mind replaying what happened, now there is three but instead of Roxy it is Liam and it feels wrong. 

Arriving at the graveyard, I can't help but feel relief, Liam leading the way, Jackson holding my hand us walking behind. The woman at the grave looks old, like she has aged far quicker than she should have. She walked towards us, her arms wrapping around me, a smile on her face. "Hi Alena, I'm Helen, Jackson's mum. You look well all things considered" She is smiling, hugging me tight, she seems nice, Liam had her sound scary and mean.

"Hi mum" Jackson smiled, she let go of me, hugging him, Jackson kissing her cheek, walking to the grave they laid flowers, reminiscing and discussing what has happened recently.

I feel out of place, like I shouldn't be here, I have no idea who Katie was, and I never met her. Her grave reflects someone who is loved dearly though, next to it lay's Jackson's daughter, her grave equally as beautiful. 

I said I would come to support Jackson, and I am, I can't ignore the awkward feeling of being here, but I can support Jackson. Walking out, Jackson is walking with Liam, me and Helen walking behind.

"Thank you, for what you did for Liam, not many would do that" She smiled, her eyes showing her pain, I can't imagine how she feels losing Katie, and I am sure knowing Liam was missing for those days was just as bad.

"I am glad I did, I couldn't just leave him in possible danger, he is a very good friend of mine" Smiling he is, Liam is a good friend.

"Well, either way thank you, even if Caroline said she wouldn't hurt him, I am grateful, I don't think I can take losing another child, I will be forever grateful" She smiled, we reached the cars.

"Liam, you are coming home with me, I need your help. Alena it was lovely meeting you, hopefully I see you again soon" 

She hugged Jackson and climbed into her car, Liam joining her, I can't help but feel sorry for her, for her heartache and the disaster she has had to go through with Katie and then with Liam as well. Climbing into the car Jackson started the engine, smiling I look at him.

"So, the second business, what is it?" I am curious, and I want to know.

"You have already seen it sort of" How have I already seen it? What have I missed?

"Okay, well you can explain because I have no idea what you're talking about" What is it?

"In Seductive Vibrations, there's a shop. I also have standalone shops" His explanation not helping much, oh no I realise, okay, sex shop, what else was I expecting it is obvious if it is connected to Seductive Vibrations. 

The name is so easy for me to say now, it just rolls off my tongue freely, I feel like if anyone asked about it, I won't be embarrassed anymore, arriving back at his we walk in quietly, I don't understand how he got into all this, all the BDSM and the business, he doesn't look abused or broken, sure he is heartbroken but that was clearly after he was involved in it. Arriving at his we walk into the house, his eyes watching me.

"What are you thinking Alena? You have that look where you are considering something?" Jacksons voice quiet.

"You seem so normal, not damaged, it is confusing, I assumed most people into this sort of stuff were damaged" It sounds bad now I have said it out loud, but I am curious, a lot of people have said that to me as well. Something I remember being discussed in university and everyone had the opinion that it was a fact people who enjoy BDSM are damaged.

"It is a common misconception, just because we like things differently does not mean we are damaged. In fact, most of us are perfectly sound minded" Nodding to him he moves closer to me.

"How did you get into it? I mean, how did you figure out you liked it all?" I am interested in knowing, and then hopefully I can find out more about what he likes, really likes.

"I was eighteen, it was actually Marcus, who introduced me to the lifestyle, he had a brat, that is how I became interested, I just grew from there really, slowly learning and finding what I like, but also how to read a woman's body language" He moved, his body reaching mine, grabbing me.

"You said you wanted more, do you still have no idea how much more?" Looking at him, shaking my head in confusion, I wish it was easy to answer.

"Okay, well, why do you think you want or need more?" His voice seductive.

"I don't know, just no matter what you have done, I've enjoyed it, but I always feel like something is missing, like there should be more to come after, like I aren't getting everything, and I aren't getting all of you" That is the best way I can explain it, I can't figure it out myself. He looks at me like he understands, grabbing my hand, he walks upstairs, me following, heart racing, stopping at a room he turns facing me.

"Do you trust me?" Why keep asking this, laughing, I nod.

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't" I wouldn't if I didn't trust him I would not have been here the last few weeks, I would have been at home hiding.

"I am being serious Alena, do you trust me, and can you keep an open mind?" Now he is worrying me, looking at him I wonder what is in this room, but to be honest, after what I have seen at Seductive Vibrations can it really be worse?

"I trust you yes, and I have an open mind, open enough to let you gag me" He put the code in, opening the door, walking in I feel speechless, it is not as bad as I expected, not at all, the room is small, it has whips, a bed, some sort of chair, what looks like a swing, just a mixture of things, to be honest one of the rooms in Seductive Vibrations looked more scary than this.

"Is this more?" His question seductive walking in, my hands feeling the items, I have no idea, how do I know if this is more? What I do know though is the thought of him having me in this room is making me wet.

"I don't know, how will I know if you don't check?" My tooth biting down on my lip, his arms wrapping around me.

"Strip" He demanded, turning I look at him in disbelief, is he being serious or is it a joke?

"You can either strip, or you can stand there fully clothes, but believe me, it'll feel much better without clothes on. Your other option is we walk out the room, any of the three is fine by me Alena, you can walk out anytime you want" His hand stroking my neck, I don't want to walk out this room, I don't want to miss what is going to happen, something tells me this is the more I am needing. 

Moving away from him, I smile, my hands slowly removing the clothes, his eyes watching me, something about him being dominant makes me want to obey him, finally naked he pulls me towards the chair, my heart beginning to race, looking at him with fear and excitement in my eyes.

"This is the only time I will do it, I wouldn'tbe doing it now if you haven't gone on about needing more, so much during sex,this will be the only time Alena, after this, we need to talk, there are rulesto this" 

His lips kissing mine, what rules come with this? I will agree to allthe rules if he does it again, and I don't even know what is coming yet.