Coming back to the end [COMPLETED]

Part 9

 It's been two weeks since the party and I was constantly pissed off and worked till midnight mostly every day.

 Chris suggested becoming partners, for me having 45 % of the shares because that fucker was used to party and vacationing a lot and apparently hard-working was standing on his way. 

 It was a great opportunity for me so I took it. That's why I've been working like crazy for all this time. The first thing I did though, I canceled our contract with Mr. Palamo. His face was priceless when I told him that. Sure we would definitely feel some difficulties in a couple of months but it was nothing considering we got rid of that useless piece of shit.

 With all this, I really hadn't spent much time with Nancy, working at the office till night and then bringing work home. 

 I was still partly pissed at her behavior at the party. Sure, I overreacted but it was a simple rule, not to move if your Dom told you not to, wasn't it?

 After returning from the party I stormed to my bedroom slapping the door and was sure I would end that shit of a contract in the morning. But when morning came, I looked at the whole situation from a fresh piece of mind and a clear head. The girl had to have another chance.

 The first couple of days I punished her with my silence, ignoring her. But after that, we had a conversation that ended with a nice spanking session as her punishment. 

 I played with her almost every day leaving red marks from a flogger or my hands all over her body. She was truly an obedient little kitten. I saw how her eyes sparkled from my praise. It was her main turn-on, she went wet just hearing me call her a good girl and caressing her cheek.  She took everything I had for her, I've never seen a sub with such good ability to pain. It's not only that she could take a lot it's also how she took it. Nancy never backed out from punishments or even flinched when I performed it. I had to decide by myself the amount she could handle because if it was up to her, it looked like she could go all night with anything my mind came up with. Sometimes I wondered whether it was because she loved pain so much or she went through really fucked up things.

 I never tried to talk with her about her past simply because I didn't need to know it. I could become pissed by the second I heard it. So I avoided things that basically didn't concern me. Everybody had a past. I knew it was wrong for the Dom to ignore it, but I wasn't an emotional type. I barely could handle my own emotions.

  I knitted my brows together looking at Chris, who currently laid in one of the chairs in my office.

 "So you want to drop that new client on me?" I asked curiously.

 "It's not that I want. I have to. I have tickets to Jamaica tonight and he will be here tomorrow morning but I arranged a meeting at Chains," Chris chimed at me.

 "Really? Chains? Are you completely out of your mind?" that guy never stopped amusing me. Or pissing me off.

 "Oh, come on. He is a big fan of BDSM and I offered him our best club. Besides, there's a great meeting room there. He will sign our contract easily just to go to the best part quicker," he winked at me adjusting his suit. "Anyway, all the info on him is in the folder. I am out shopping for my journey, partner" he empathized with the word "partner" and disappeared.

 "Fucking party-junky," I smiled shaking my head, and took the folder from the desk.

 Opening the folder my blood drained out of my body.

 Daniel Reed. The president and the owner of Reed Enterprises.

 With trembling hands, I took my phone and called Chris.