Bound by Christmas

Chapter Five: Explanation

I stared at Sebastián in open-mouthed shock. "Excuse me?" I asked, my voice coming out low from the blood boiling in my veins.

He took a few steps closer to me, getting in my space. "Jenna, don't try my patience. You've been ignoring me all day. Then, I get notified that you have activated your account."

I crossed my arms and raised my brow. Did he think I owed him an answer? He wasn't my boyfriend no matter how much I had wanted him to be. Technically, I didn't owe him anything.

Sebastián took his time studying my expression. "What is this, Jenna?" he asked, reaching for a lock of my hair. "Did I not keep you satisfied? Are you shopping around for a new Master?"

I slapped his hand away, pushed past him and reached for my keys in my purse. "No, Sebastián. I was not satisfied. I think it's only fair to keep my options open."

I was about to insert my key into the lock when Sebastián's hand slammed into my door, and he boxed me in with his body. "What the fuck, Jenna? Is that the only answer I deserve? After almost a year together, you were planning on ghosting me and finding a replacement for me."

Well, fuck! Sebastián didn't know I had learned about his date. But, I had promised Felix I wouldn't say anything to him. Was it unfair to end things without giving him a reason? He hadn't thought about fairness when he started to date other people.

Taking in a deep breath, I regained my courage. "Sebastián, it's not like you haven't been seeing other women."

Anxiously, I waited for his confession as his breath tickled my neck.

"You are my only submissive," he whispered. "I promised you that, Jenna, when we stopped using protection. And, you told me you were not interested in other men. What changed?"

I was his only submissive. Submissive was the key word. So, his other woman was not a submissive and she was the one he wanted to date publicly. Was he planning on living a vanilla lifestyle? Or, was he hoping to keep me as his dirty little secret?

"I'm your only submissive, but I'm not the only woman you're seeing," I accused. "Am I?"

"What? Why are you asking me this? What have you heard?"

I turned to face him, which was difficult to do from how closely he was standing but —somehow— I managed. "So there is something I could have heard."

"Jenna, don't play coy. What exactly are you accusing me of?"

"Sebastián, you're the one dodging my questions. Why won't you give me a direct answer? Are you or are you not seeing other women?"

"Jenna, you're the only one I'm interested in. If I knew what you were referring to, I'm sure I could give you an explanation."

"An explanation? For what? Are you going to give me an explanation about why you're keeping your dating pool open? About why you've never taken our relationship any further? Will you explain why you've kept me in a box, as I dreamed of being given a chance to be more?"

"No, Jenna. It's not like that."

"Stop Sebastián," I shouted. "It's exactly like that. You were comfortable with our roles in each other's lives because you didn't want something more with me. I don't even know how long you were planning on keeping me as your submissive since you obviously still had your X Rated account active."

"Jenna, I'm telling you I can explain. It's not what you're thinking."

Blowing out a breath, I shook my head. "I don't wanna hear it...not anymore. I gave you eleven months to say something." Then, I turned and let myself into my apartment and shut the door in his face, ignoring his protests.