Dark Facade (Book Three)

By Sylvia Hubbard

Vowing never to return to the “Society” Maxine tries to return to normal life, but longs for the taste and touch of Philippe, despite the evil that was done to her. Though she tries to deny her needs, Maxine struggles daily to concentrate on the most important project that could escalate her career, all the while STILL trying to find out what happened to Lisa. She prays Philippe isn’t involved in her friend’s disappearance.

With nowhere else to go, Maxine realizes she has to return to the “chamber” one... last... time...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sylvia Hubbard
• Release date: Mar 8, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301341504

Sylvia Hubbard

Detroit native, Sylvia Hubbard, a single mother of three, has worked tirelessly to promote and encourage emerging writers in Michigan. She independently published her first romance novel in 2000 and has continued to write in that genre, sometimes venturing into other sub-genres. Always urban and contemporary styled, her writing is enjoyed all over the world. She has published 8 paperbacks and over 30 e-books.The same year she published, Ms Hubbard also created Motown Writers Network to fill the lack of education and networking for Michigan authors online and offline. By 2004, she was frustrated that all the literary conferences had moved too far away from the city and co-created The Essence of Motown Literary Jam Conference held only in the City of Detroit annually.In addition to romance writing, Hubbard has been featured at various conferences and workshops all over the United States and Canada, where she has taught authors how to sell their books on the Internet. She also published Internet Marketing for Writers & Businesses as a resource for those unable to attend her workshops. In the upcoming year, she will be featured in several anthologies and plans to publish additional e-books.

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Dark Façade: The Evil Behind the Mask

Book Three Word Count: 23K (est)| Chapter 20-29

Synopsis: Maxine, an AA graphic designer who has no life, realizes that her best friend and co-worker disappeared the day after telling Maxine she was going out on a hot date with a man she met on the Internet.

Now it's up to Maxine to find out what happened to Lisa and who the mysterious man is that emailed his picture to her friend that, ironically, Maxine just can't stop thinking about.

(Author’s Note: If you haven’t read Part 1, here’s a deeper synopsis, but I would suggest you read the previous books instead of reading the deeper synopsis.)

Maxine has infiltrated the Detroit Masquerade, an exclusive role-playing club, where she is the slave and the mysterious Philippe is the master.

Appalled that the role-playing is more than real and Philippe means business when he means obedience, Maxine has to quell her strong will to disobey and become his slave.

She only signed up for the club to find out what happened to her missing co-worker, Lisa. But upon finding where Lisa is tied up, Maxine can’t free her. For her disobedience, she is caught and severely punished.

Now Maxine vows to never return and never give in to the lust Philippe erupted in her soul. She never wants to set eyes on Philippe ever again and vows to never return to Detroit Masquerade.

ALREADY PUBLISHED

Book One: Dark Façade: Let The Party Begin

Book Two: When The Dark Comes

Now Available

Book Four: Dark Façade IV – The End To Darkness

DARK FACADE © 2007 Sylvia M. Hubbard

Published by HubBooks Literary Services

Cover design by @PaytonLeaf

Edited by Tenita Johnson, SoItIsWritten.net

Mask Photography Unknown from iStockPhotos.com

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AUTHOR’S NOTE

I was going to leave some words here begging you to open your mind like I did in book two, but at this point, if you have gotten this far with I know you’re here for the ride ahead.

Thank you in advance for supporting my literary endeavors.

Now sit back and enjoy … Dark Façade…

Your Author, Sylvia Hubbard

CHAPTER 20

Count to twenty and take the blindfold off, an unfamiliar male voice ordered.

Maxine heard a door close and a heavy engine take off while she was counting. But she wasn’t sure where they had left her. Soon as she reached twenty, she snatched the blindfold off and looked frantically around. She was standing in the foyer of her apartment building. Her bag was at her feet.

Reaching inside the bag, her fingers trembling from the shock of the night’s events, Maxine found her keys to her home and the other items that were packed that she had been allowed to bring. Her gold key and mask were gone.

Her legs began to quiver and she fell to her knees to weep in relief as her mind began to recap what happened after Devon had left her with that ominous threat.

They had made her lie on that bed for what seemed like hours in the darkness and she had been afraid that more men would come in to rape her. She was a hot mess when a door finally opened and someone came in and put a blindfold on her extra tight.

As each cuff was released, her wounds were tended and she knew this person was not there to rape or hurt her. She wanted to ask who it was, but she didn’t. But for some reason, she thought she smelled Philippe nearby.

She convinced herself that she was delusional because of everything that had happened and cursed herself for imagining him because, deep down inside, she wanted to be with him so badly.

Philippe never even bothered to make an appearance to console her. Why should he?

Those women were right. The masters were only there to use their bodies as they saw fit. Philippe didn’t care about the emotional and mental scares this whole experience had caused. He was rich and powerful and a son of a bitch she swore she never wanted to lay eyes on again!

Maxine remembered crying. Even though the person tending to her wound was not hurting her, she still cried.

I want to go home, she mumbled, feeling very ashamed and dirty. She hadn’t felt like that in so long. The last time she had felt like that, she knew that her feelings had caused her to do horrible things to herself.

She was provided with a thick robe and someone put shoes on her feet. Someone very large picked her up off of the metal bed and carried her somewhere. They were gentle with her even though she was highly tensed. She sobbed and felt like she couldn’t breathe. Whoever was holding her suddenly stopped walking. His grip tightened as if in a small way, he was comforting her. After a moment, when she could control her crying, the person started walking again.

His strides were longer, as if he was in a hurry, and then she was set on some carpet. They were outside only for a brief moment and then she heard doors close and a heavy engine start. She had to be inside of a van by what she felt. She didn’t pull her blindfold off. She felt like she could have, but she didn’t. When the engine stopped, she waited for the doors to open and then she was carried yet again.

This was the same body that had carried her originally and she relaxed in the arms, comforted by the knowledge this person wasn’t going to hurt her. She wanted to ask the person where Philippe was and where was she going. But she didn’t.

Maxine kept quiet the whole time. The voice finally said something, but only to make her count.

Getting up off the floor, she ran up the