Blind Angel

By Keely Jakes

Walking into Club Latitude, Micah Gideon is there as a favor to the club’s owner. He is not looking for a slave for the weekend. The last slave he played with ended up dead. When he sees Jimmy Monroe, his plan to spend the weekend drunk goes out the window. He wants the dark angel wearing a blindfold.

Jimmy Monroe has been blind since birth and wants a Master to share the weekend with. His best friend Rio comes up with the idea of the blindfold keeping his blindness a secret. When he is actually bought, Jimmy finds his dreams coming true. Until Master Micah calls out another man’s name in his sleep.

Will Micah be able to finally lay the past to rest? Will Jimmy find what he needs with Micah? Will the two men find their way out of the darkness?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Jul 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781772339109

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Copyright© 2016 Keely Jakes

ISBN: 978-1-77233-910-9

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: Katelyn Uplinger

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

BLIND ANGEL

Club Latitude, 1

Keely Jakes

Copyright © 2016

Chapter One

The last place Micah Gideon wanted to be that Friday night was a slave auction. It had been five years since the last time he’d bid on a slave and the memories of that time were too close to the surface. While he had promised Heller James, Club Latitude’s charismatic owner and his best friend, he would attend, he had not agreed to buy a slave for the weekend.

Five years ago, the boy he’d bought for the weekend had died. On their way back to the club after a most enjoyable weekend together, Micah had taken his eyes off the road for a moment and hit three deer crossing the road. The police ruled it accidental, but Micah knew the truth. Ronald had died because of his negligence.

It had been his hand flogging and fucking the boy into a state of blissful unconsciousness. He was the one to put the man in the backseat without bothering with a seatbelt. Then he had driven, too exhausted and distracted by the gorgeous blond man in the backseat to pay proper attention to the road.

Shaking himself out of the past, Micah reached for the car door handle. I’ll call you when I’m ready to head home, he said to Adam Braun, his driver and bodyguard.

Adam nodded, but otherwise remained silent. Micah had not driven since getting out of the hospital a week after the accident. He’d missed Ronald’s funeral and all the falderal surrounding it. Over the past five years, Adam had become a trusted friend and valued advisor. Closing the car door, Micah headed into the club.

The auction was scheduled to start in ten minutes and he had promised Heller he would be there. As an attorney who lived and billed by the clock, he hated to be late, so he would go inside and make his presence known. Once the auction began, he