Ethereal Pleasure | Venable vs Winters

Chapter 36 | Can't Leave You Alone

It's been a month since you started your job, you're so heated up by being Wilhemina's assistant. Exhausted every single day by keeping up with the tiresome work you don't even like. She has a lot going on as the CEO and you want to quit but that's not an option for Venable. 

It's a very consuming day, you keep running in around, up and down on the company whenever Venable needs something to be delivered or to get some documents on a certain part of the building. It seems like she is torturing you, pushing you to your limit and you know that she's enjoying every bit of your torment 

Now, you just got out of the bath and you're in your room with just a robe on while you're brushing your (h/c) hair dry and enjoying the serenity of this evening. 

A soft knock on the doorframe draws your attention to shift at the exit. You spot your boss, standing right there with her lilac satin robe while looking so alluring and hot but other than that, she's looking so attractive when her hair is loose down around her shoulders. 

"Hello, Miss Venable. What can I do for you?" You cease brushing your hair and you put down your brush over the vanity table then walk towards your closet to retrieve your pajamas. 

She paces closer to you and you feel her hand over your waist while you're rummaging on the drawer to find underwear, making your motion slow down as your hands are arranging the underwear that is out of place. "You've been a very good assistant, sweetheart. I know that this job is very tiring for you but let me take that tiredness away." Her breath that exits from her lips is tickling your skin as she softly utters those words against your ear.

"Can we just talk, Miss Venable?" 

Your heartbeat picks up as you're getting yourself prepared for what you're about to say. "Of course, sweetie. Is there something bothering you?" Wilhemina strides towards your bed to sit down, she hints you to take a seat beside her by simply looking at the empty spot alongside her.

You push the drawer close and you go towards your bed to sit down, putting your clothes down beside you. Taking a lungful of air before opening your mouth "Everything is fine. There's just this thought that's been pestering me." Your tone is quite hesitant as if you don't want to speak out.

Your words are put to an end as a pause, waiting for her to say anything. 

"And what is that thought?" She finally speaks as she queries. 

"About our contract. I still don't want to be your pet anymore," Sighing in the middle of your sentence. "Can we just terminate the paper?" You're not holding gazes with her as you rather peer down on your thighs. "I'm sick with your rules. It was a mistake to take that decision." The first half of your statement was planned but the latter part wasn't. Those words just spill out of your mouth like a glass of water was shoved, making its content to tun uncontrollably around. 

You stop yourself when you notice that she has gone quiet and it made you uncomfortable but it did not make you gaze up at her. "A mistake, you say?" Her stern and cold voice send shivers down your spine.

Your head slowly nods as you know she's glaring at you "It's not that I'm regretting everything but I feel like someone else when I was working as your slave. But since when I came back, I feel different as if you care for me and see me as the real me." Now you have the strength to pull your eyes up and fix gazes with her. 

Her expression is vacant. She did not produce any form of response and you're done with this moment so you sigh deeply and rise from your bed to exit your room. You headed to the kitchen to look for your stash of alcohol and cigar she didn't know about.

So you open a can of beer and chug it down as if you're very parched but in truth, you just want to get drunk quickly. Her noiselessness speaks of rejection so that's enough for you to conclude that you can't do anything to change her mind. Her contract will remain and soon you'll be back in your old connection with her, nothing but her plaything. 

You're mad at yourself for letting your guard down, regretting that you accept her offer to come with her here. You thought that you could achieve a new beginning but it looks like you just return from what you were and what you had before.

In just under five minutes, you finished a can and so you open another one. You light up a cigar and smoke inside of your kitchen, not caring if the smoke alarm goes on or if Wilhemina will get angry. Your ears sense her coming closer as you hear her cane. 

"Sweetheart?" 

Partially turning your torso to take a slight glance at her and she's standing on the threshold of the entrance. "What? Forget what I said." Then facing to your front once again, giving her a cold shoulder. 

"Can you come with me, please?" It's the first time she said the word 'please' so it makes you wonder. You didn't turn your head to take a peek at her but your side vision can see that she's lifting a hand for you to take. Exhaling a sigh as you put off your cigar on the marbled countertop then stand up to tread towards her.

You stare at her hand then at her eyes, having second thoughts on taking her hand "Where?" She did not answer yet she take your wrist instead. Wilhemina keeps herself silent when she's guiding you inside of her room. 

Ever since you moved in here, she never let you inside of her room but she just visits your room often when she's not tired from work. Plus, even when you started working as her assistant, she never lay a hand on you in any sort of way. 

"Miss Venable, I love you, okay? That's what I've been thinking of. I know that you feel the same too. I can see it in your eyes and even if you're hard on me. Tell me, what's holding you back from letting your feelings out?" 

The alcohol must be kicking into your senses as you just erupt and let those words out. She remains standing and her back is facing you. All of those words that escaped out of your mouth as you know to yourself that you're that kind of person that just spills out things when you can't handle it anymore.

"You want to know what scares me, (y/n)?" 

She breaks the silence with a question. "I don't want to lose you again. I don't want to scare you away. I don't want you to see how weak I can be." Her voice is quaking so it made you advance towards her as worries start to build up.

"You're not going to lose me again. I'm not gonna run away, not anymore. Please, let me see you. I'm not going to judge you, I promise that." Her hand ruffles the belt of her robe, untying it free. She let her lilac robe fall down to the floor. It reveals her sideways curved spine that is bulging on her back. 

Your lips part in an inch gap as you gasp in mere shock and are quite amazed to see how unique she is. Her head turns to the side to view your reaction, her brown orbs are shining as they are getting teary. "I look hideous, don't I?" She melancholy and lowly murmurs then faces her head back to her front to hide her emotions away.

"No, you're beguiling." There was a half-second of silence before you blink your eyes repeatedly and reply. "May I touch it?" Asking for her permission as you adore her body. 

Wilhemina nods once then you use your fingertips to sway her red hair over her shoulder and then trace her spine from her nape to the end of her backbone. You can even feel her shiver slightly when you reach the very bottom.

You steadily step a little closer before placing a kiss on the upper part of her spine while your hands are holding her arms in place. "You're very gorgeous, Wilhemina. Your flaws make you divine." 

Her body stiffens as your lips brush against her skin and you can feel her goosebumps as well. "(y/n)?" She calls out your name in a whispery manner.

You sweep your lips from her shoulder blade then up to her nape. "Yes, Miss Venable?" Muttering and leaning closer to her ear. 

"Touch me." 

~Fin~