My Possessive Dom

Chapter 24

I straighten the last piece of my hair in the front and look in the mirror, admiring my makeup. I touch up under my eyes so nobody can see that they're red and puffy. I slip on my dress and twirl around my room. I put my hand up and pretend Caleb is there, holding my hand as he spins me round and round. I decided that if Caleb won't listen to me and won't go that I'll go by myself. Instead of moping in my room and being upset I'll choose myself and wear this gorgeous dress for me. I'll dance the night away and let the music be the only thing controlling me tonight.

I take one last look in the mirror before I walk to the door. I turn towards Caleb's room and think about going in. I want him to see me and love me, but tonight is my night. I open the door and walk out and down the hall. The moon lights up the path to the auditorium where it's being held, the music gets louder as I glide towards it. I pat around my eyes and focus on the lights strung up outside instead of the aching in my heart.

The interior is beautiful, lights strobing over the walls and floor with fairy lights covering the walls. Streamers with stars hang form the ceiling and balloons cover the floor and the air, being bounced around from person to person. There's a table with snacks in big clear bowls and even a punch bowl, it's like the high school prom of the movies finally coming true.

After a couple of songs spent moving by myself in the middle of the dance floor I see a familiar suit, a gorgeous ivory with black detailing, to match me. Caleb moves through the crowd towards me and even though his face looks tough my heart is happy that he decided to be here with me. I move to meet him in the middle but he blows right past me and continues pushing through the crowd. I try to see over the heads of the crowd to what he's walking to, but even with my heels I'm not tall enough. I push my way through the people, trying to keep an eye on Caleb so I don't lose him. I finally break out of the crowd to see the last of suit trailing out the exit. Why would he come just to leave? Is he punishing me?

I walk to the door and out, I want all of this to just end and for us to be happy. As I look around the parking lot my eyes fall on Caleb right as he pushes somebody to the ground. Oh god it's probably Jake.

I run as fast as I can in my heels, picking up my dress so I don't step on it. I get to where the boys are and see Jake on the ground in his tux and Caleb standing over him.

"Hey little girl," Jake says, grinning at me, a spot of blood dripping at his nose.

"I'm going to kill you," Caleb says as he moves and grabs his shirt in his fist.

I step in and push him off of him, screaming telling him to stop.

Jake gets to his feet and they just stare at each other, breathing heavily.

"What's going on?" I ask, I just wanted my night to be normal.

"Your boyfriend can't handle the truth," Jake says with a laugh.

"And what's the truth?" Caleb asks, looking like he's going to lay another hit.

"That I pleasure her."

"I'm standing right here." I say, he talks about me like I'm not.

"That I pleasure you, Olivia. That we kept it away from him because he couldn't know how well I pleasure you. Because it's wrong how much pleasure I can give you."

"Why doesn't Maggie call you master? Why is that just me?" I ask, it's the only thing I can think of and since the party it's been at the back of my mind.

"Because," he says, panting, "I need to be more than him. I need to be more to you than what Caleb is."

"You're obsessed." Caleb says, he laughs but he still looks pissed.

"Liv, you know that I can give you what you want. I know what you like and you don't even have to ask, you know that. I've shown you. Just say you want me."

"Olivia you need to choose and you need to stick to that choice. I need you to know that I love you but you need to choose. Before today I didn't even know about this but I can forgive it all with time. I will always love you."

I'm surprised to hear that from Caleb, he was so cold this morning.

"I love you too, Liv. I know your body like it's mine."

I look back and forth between them, overwhelmed at what is going on.

"I'm sorry," I say, "I choose..."