Twelve

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Idalia

Who does he think he is, ordering me around like that? The audacity!

"Mister Malien, there is nothing you can do to change my mind." I tell him as he stands up and walks towards me. I could just open the door and leave. But he could stop me. Would he? But if I leave like this, it will look immature. I am not an angry teenager leaving their summer job.

"What do you want, Miss Lumien?" He asks me as he stops in front of me.

"Nothing. I just told you what I want. I'll just leave now." I tell him but before I manage to turn around his hands are on my cheeks and his lips on mine. My body instantly aches again for him as his hands wrap around my waist and pull me against his body. My mind becomes hazy again as his tongue runs on mine.

"You are not allowed to quit!" He says against my lips and I push him away.

"Stop saying it like I am just supposed to obbey your wishes! News flash! You are not the center of the universe! And most importantly, you don't own me!" I tell him and he smiles at me. He freakin' smiles! He must be trying to drive me insane.

"Ok. I will let you quit on one condition." He says and I click my tongue and roll my eyes.

"And what is that?" I ask him annoyed.

"Have dinner with me tonight." He says and I burst into a chuckle.

"You are joking, right?" I ask him trying to contain all the feelings bubbling inside me now. I feel like jumping up with joy while also strangling him to death. He is infuriating!

"Let me make you a counter offer: I will stick around until the day after the launch. I've already sent out the invites and spoken to all of the suppliers and caterers. Consider this my one week notice!"

"But the launch party is on Sunday!" He says almost sounding in pain.

"Exactly! Until then, I will work from home. My home!" I tell him and watch as his anger takes over him. What is he going to do? Kiss me again? It doesn't work like that. Not anymore!

Cade

"Fuck!" I smash the empty cup against the wall. It would have all been so much simpler if I had just made her submit to me. I've had so many occasions but I let them slide away. The good thing is that I can make her come back. I just need a proper refill and a visit to her appartment and she will be back in no time. She shouldn't have defied me like this. She brought this upon herself. I take out my phone and text Julie? At least I think that was her name. After all, she did say I should call her.

She arrives an hour later and comes into my office. She goes straight to business, getting on her knees and blowing me off while she moans seductively. I can feel myself refill a little as she slides down on me. She rides me hard while we sit on the armchair in my office. Her head falls back and I can feel her pleasure slowly filling me up, but still not enough to be satisfied. I finish in the condom as her walls pulsate around me.

"I'm sorry! I forgot my phone!" Her voice makes my blood freeze and when I look at her standing in the doorway I know I have already destroyed her.

A tear falls down her cheek as she turns away and walk out the door. I push Julie away from me and button my pants and go after her.

When I go outside, she is already in her car, driving away. Great job, idiot! What the fuck do I do now? Even if I command her to come back, as soon as the effect of my wish goes away she will hate me. The whole purpose of having a toy is that you are exclusive for as long as the contract lasts and we have both broken the rule even before we actually started. I see Julie walking out of the house and towards her car.

"Be a darling and next time you call me, make sure we are not interrupted." She tells me as she gets in. I don't say anything. I am fuming with rage. I didn't even manage to get my refill because Julie didn't finish.

As her car drives away, I think about how am I supposed to fix this mess. First of all, I need a proper refill but it seems like the universe has a different plan for me so far. And the biggest issue is not even that. Claire returns from her summer camp tomorrow and I need to be able to keep up with her.

Why did I ever think that fuckin' contract was a good idea?

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