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Author Note: Hello world! I know, I know, it's really hard to fucking believe, but yes, this is me. Well, many of you are going to recognize this fic as something I posted a LONG time ago. However, this is NEW, IMPROVED, and cleaned up somewhat. The plot thickens...

Welcome to the reboot of Master of My Heart.

There are 60 chapters finished to date and I'm currently writing the next installment of the story which will post at a later date. This story is going to be self published in the near future and I will post that information when it becomes available.

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Chapter One

Bella

The office I sat in was elegant and pristine. The atmosphere was designed with purpose in mind, creams and gold tones accented dark chocolate wood and deep brown leather furniture. A Combination of elegant hard lines and soft textures. It was intimidating and incredibly inviting all at once.

Just the way I liked it, apparently. I thought.

No matter the comfort I felt, I hardly let it show. On the outside, I sat straight, proper, and ready for direction as I awaited Tanya's return.

The Danali Corp was a prestigious and exclusive business in down town Seattle. A major philanthropic institution, they had their hands in just about everything, from major investing firms to pharmaceutical conglomerates. They hosted major events through out the West and East coasts and had connections like you wouldn't believe.

When I'd first caught wind of their exclusive ahem underground club, I couldn't help myself but seek out a way to get in. What better way for me to rub elbows with my sort than to find the safest and most guaranteed source for what I was looking for? Exactly, I had nothing stopping me.

Getting in touch with Tanya was a no brainer, tracking her down was another story all together though. It took a little digging, but eventually I found a way to secure an invite here tonight. The thing about me, if I wanted it, nothing was stopping me from getting it. I'd fought to long and too hard for my life style and I'd be damned if I'd let anyone get in my way again.

So while I waited for head of the registration committee chair to return, I let my eyes explore the room but carefully kept my composer. If I didn't know any better, I'd say somewhere hidden in this room was a security system recording and documenting my every move and breath. This was an audition if you will, a prerequisite to the main event, and I sure as hell wouldn't be making anyone have reason to second guess my carefully disciplined persona.

Suddenly, I could hear voices lingering faintly outside the office door; they were muffled but I could easily recognize that one of the voices belonged to Tanya. I adjusted my blazer and smoothed my white blouse for the hundredth time since I'd been here. I steadied myself as best as I could, waiting patiently for her to enter the room.

"Yes, tell him as soon as I finish up in here, I'll give him a call." I'd heard Tanya say before the door swung open revealing the leggy, drop dead gorgeous strawberry blond.

"Hold all my calls please." She told her assistant as she stepped into the office brandishing a thick manila folder. She closed the door behind her and sauntered over to her antique mahogany desk.

Her swagger was meant to be acknowledged, demanded even. You could tell that by her demeanor that she accepted nothing less than absolute attention and respect.

"Well, ," She addressed me as she glided down in to her chair. "All the necessary paperwork has checked out and your tests have all come back negative."

With a nod of my head I allowed a slight smile to spread across my mouth. This wasn't news to me, but it was a welcome praise to be receiving. I was one step closer and that in itself was a revelation.

"I see here in your application," she continued. "That you've submitted before but have only been collared once?"

"Yes. Just the once." I answered, knowing full well the ten million dollar question was coming.

She stared at me for a moment, I was sure it was because she was waiting for me to elaborate. Tanya didn't realize immediately that I wouldn't.

"Care to elaborate?" she asked with a coy smile.

Taking a deep breath, I ready myself for her inquisition. Perhaps if I volunteered a few details she would deem that acceptable enough to move forward.

"I've participated in a few scenes but I was only exclusive with two men. One of which, collared me as his were together for close to eighteen months."

"How did the relationship end?"

"As I told you on the phone," I pressed my palms together in an effort to keep my cool. "I don't wish to disclose that information." I said as politely as I could manage.

Tanya's cool blue eyes stared me down for what felt like an eternity before she flashed a white smile full of amusement at me. "Of course, that's your business. I just need to be sure that you understand, I need full disclosure-"

"I have no current arrangement and I'm sure that is all that's relative at this point, isn't it?"

"That's all I need to be sure of." She pursed her lips at me but the gleam in her eyes shone brighter, like she was enjoying a joke at my expense. I had to remind myself to keep my cool before I screwed this whole thing up. "Can I assume that the collared relationship was your last?"

I grimaced at her constant prodding. It was annoying but I understood her position and the necessity of her informal impromptu interrogation. It only took a moment for me to quickly decide and acknowledge that the only way to move on to more important discussion was to pacify her with as short an answer I could muster.

"He wasn't good for me. Since that relationship, I've indulged you could say, in scenes with other dominants that I've trusted after that relationship ended. Our arrangements worked well without the added commitment that comes with a collared relationship. The terminations of our arraignments were mutual and on good terms, I provided you with a few references if you'd like to follow up with them personally. I understand if you aren't willing to take my word for it up front."

She looked perplexed at me for a moment; I knew this would only open up another round of questions. I decided to let her know, that wasn't an option.

"Before you ask, the collared relationship I had isn't open for discussion due to legal proceedings that have taken place between us. I will be more than happy to divulge to you what I can, however, it is my personal preference not to relive the gory details. Lets just say that our arrangement was something that I made when I was young and naive, I was new to this lifestyle and foolish. We however, did not draw a contract between us at the time of our relationship. You could say I learned from my mistakes the hard way and I don't have any intention of ever being in a situation like the one again."

She opened her mouth several times, before closing it and keeping it that way seemingly taking a few minutes to gather her wits and thoughts. I knew that my strong will and big mouth ofter landed me in trouble, however I was confident in this instant that Tanya would understand my aversion to her questions on that topic specifically. It wasn't something I liked to even think about, let alone talk about with a stranger. I hoped that she would understand my position and look past my little outburst.

"Very well." She smiled after a moment, a knowing and excited look shining in her blue eyes. "Everything looks wonderful and although you lack certain….experiences, I think you'll be an excellent addition to our community"

To say I was elated was an understatement. If I'd have been a lightbulb I'd be glowing a million megawatts right now. I think I may have been any how.

"Thank you." I smiled polity and kept my cool. I wondered if she could tell I wanted to stand up and do a damn tap dance at this news.

Breath Bella..Breath...

Tanya pressed a few buttons on her phone and her assistant's voice came over the small speaker phone.

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"Bring me an invitation to the Masquerade Gala please." She said before releasing the button.

"Masquerade gala?" I asked with a raised eye brow.

"Yes," Tanya grinned with amusement. "We have an annual 'Munch' each summer. We like to mix them up; there are usually four or five throughout the year. The Masquerade is always right around now. You aren't required to attend, obviously you having such short noticed to the event we wouldn't begrudge you for missing it. However, I'd like to think you would take advantage of our club right away. Give that you're new to the area, it would be beneficial for you to come out and socialize, perhaps meet a few clients of mine?"

I didn't see the harm in it, after all this is why I had come to Tanya and to Danali Corp in the first place, this was my opportunity. I was looking for a safe way to meet Dom's who resided in the area and I knew by coming here, I had a potential of meeting someone I knew was trust worthy and could give me what I was looking for.

This was a lifestyle I had chosen and I couldn't escape my craving for it.

I also knew spending another six months in physical therapy wasn't an option, one wrong move and my sciatic would be all done, this opportunity was really my last shot at finding a gentleman who would safely fore fill my needs and desires. Which was so important and my main reasoning for being here tonight.

I needed an experienced and knowing partner that I knew I could trust and give in to. I couldn't settle for any less, this time there could be no mistake. I had just regained complete use of my right leg and only had a slight limp that I hid it well with all my practice. The only visible proof left of that relationship were scars that would continue to heal over time. Both physically and mentally I was fine, I was getting better every day, and this was something I needed.

I just knew I could find exactly what I was looking for here. It was just a matter of time.

This network was my last resort if I wanted to continue on in this lifestyle. I couldn't afford another careless mistake or wolf in sheep's clothing. Here I knew I would be safe and respected. I felt confident and relaxed by my decision. This was the right path, I just knew it.

Suddenly, a petite redhead walked into Tanya's office and handed her a cream colored envelope. Without a word, she turned and left quietly closing the door behind her. There was no hesitation when Tanya handed me the envelope

"You'll need that for admittance." She smiled. "This Wednesday, seven sharp. The details are inside."

"I'm looking forward to it." I smiled and clutched the envelope in between my hands like a lifeline.

"Any questions?" Tanya asked as she stood from her desk.

"I can't think of any." I stood and smoothed my blazer again. "If that's all, I'll look forward to seeing you there."

rounding her desk, she extended her hand and shook mine firmly. "It was nice to meet you Bella. I have a few clients I know will be very interested." She smiled warmly.

"Well, I look forward to it. Thank you for this opportunity, I truly appreciate it. I'm certainly looking forward to becoming involved in this community."

"Oh! I almost forgot!" Tanya suddenly exclaimed and turned to shuffle through some paperwork on her desk. From the manilla folder she'd held early she quickly flipped through it before pulling out a sheet of paper from inside. "Before you leave, if you wouldn't mind filling out a Play List?"

"Sure." I said as I took the sheets from her and sat back down. She handed me a pen and I scanned the list.

"How do you like these marked?" I asked, wanting to be sure to avoid any disastrous miscommunication.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She said as she stood and came around the desk. "A check for your soft limits and use the scaling system zero through five. Zero being no desire and five being as much as possible. Simply put an X for your hard limits."

I nodded and got to work, being somewhat familiar with the terms as I started scanning through the list and making my selections. It was easy to place checks with their numbers accordingly. On things such as impact play, bondage, and wax play, I had a good idea of what I could handle and what I couldn't or wouldn't be willing to explore. Things might have changed over time, which was acceptable, limits changed all the time. For now though, I kept it simple. Once I had a better feel for the person and a developed trust, we could make changes. Right now though, I kept it as close to my comfort level as possible.

The X's were probably a lot easier to place. I knew exactly what was getting X's. I knew what my hard limits were, some better than others.

I'd learned the hard way.

I never wanted to go through those again.

I quickly finished, leaving some activities unmarked. I knew if they had come up in the relationship, we could address them at the time and negotiate with each other to find a comfortable level of play for the both of us. It was already making me feel more comfortable, having handed the list to Tanya felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

She glanced at it, skimming though quickly. A small smile spread across her face as she went over the sheets.

"Excellent." She said. "I think you'll fit in quiet well in our community."

"Thank you Tanya, it was nice to finally meet you." I said, gathering up my purse and the invitation. Without much fanfare, Tanya led me to her door and out into the reception area where her assistant sat.

"We'll see you Wednesday evening Bella; if you need anything or have any questions please don't hesitate to give me a call."

"I will thank you." I smiled and turned to leave. As I walked down the long open hallway I glanced back over my shoulder.

"Jackie, get Mr. Cullen on the phone please." Tanya said before disappearing behind her office door and out of sight.

I made my way over to the elevators, slipping inside quickly and pressing the button for the lobby.

While I waited to descend from the forty-second floor, I broke the elegant black wax seal of the cream colored envelope and pulled out a thin rectangular invitation.

The invitation itself was beautiful, ebony in color with a bronze graceful scroll. A thin cardboard sleeve held it together, and when I slipped it off the paper fell open to reveal the intricate details of tomorrow nights events. With a deep breath I slouched against the wall of the elevator as we dropped to the lower levels and let out a sigh of utter and absolute relief.

The Denali Corp.

Cordially invites you to

The Annual

Masquerade Gala

Wednesday, the fifth of August

Two Thousand and Thirteen

at

Barca

1510 11th Avenue

Seattle, Washington

Cocktails - 7pm.

Dinner – 8pm.

Black Tie

I stared down at the invitation for a few moments, wondering were in the hell I was going to find a suitable mask for a masquerade before tomorrow evening. I knew, as much as I disliked the idea, I was in need of a shopping trip. I knew I'd needed to get a new dress as well, tomorrow night could mean a new beginning for me.

Even though I didn't necessarily want to admit it to myself, I couldn't help but feel the excitement of anticipation. The prospect of meeting someone new was the boost I needed. I just hoped I could find trust in a new dominant. I couldn't help but crave this life style, it was who I was. I wouldn't let the past deter me from my goal.

The dinging of the elevator brought me out of my reverie and when the door slid open, I strode confidently out and through the lobby.

As I exited the building and the cool damp Seattle air hit me the reality that I was on a mission tonight was more evident than anything else. I had a lot to do in the next twenty-four hours and right now I needed to start our by find a killer dress.

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