Dominating Secrets [BDSM]DISCONTINUED

CHAPT3R NIN3T33N

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Matthews P.O.V

I'm not going to say I practically raced to the restaurant after picking up my sister but I did drive over the speed limit by a lot. Once inside they seat us immediately. My heart is racing and I swear I'm nervous. I don't like these fucking feelings. I glance over to see Paul staring at me, scowling actually. Where is she? This is her table. I watch him pick up his pad and approach our table, still glaring at me.

"Welcome to-"

"Where's Ashley" I cut him off. He scowl hardens but I don't give a fuck. My sister's phone rings causing us to both turn are head away from our pissing contents.

"Sorry I have to take this" she stands excusing herself. I turn back to the angered dick.

"Obviously you have something to say, so just say it"

"The only things thats saving me from jumping over this table and choking the life out of you is this job, and I don't want to break her heart again. Why did you come?"

"I wanted a good meal" I say sarcastically "I needed to see her"

"Why? Didn't you get enough out of beating her?" he growls lowly.

"You don't know my lifestyle so I suggest you stay the fuck out of it" I growl back.

"What's not to know? You're a dominant and she was your sub, until your beat here black and blue." He snorts "I had to fight it out of her to tell me, I've never seen her cry so much in my life, knowing her past it's a shock, but I don't think she cried because of the welts you left on her. I think it's because she actually loved you, I don't see why but she did."

"I need to see here"

"That's up to her to decide"

"Tell her I'm here then"

"No" I'm trying so hard not to get angry but god is he pushing me. He did make some good points but I'm not going to give him the satisfaction, but I need her to come out.

"Please Paul"

"Oh you beg, that's a shock" fucker...

"Please" he rolls his eyes and walks away. Vanessa comes back and takes her seat.

"Did I miss anything?" she smiles at me.

"Nope" I breathe out while saying so.

Ashley's P.O.V

I've been on kitchen duty since I left...him. For some reason I just can't go back out there yet. Besides in here I talk to the staff and they don't seem to mind. Either there good listeners or there not paying me any attention. I don't try to think about... him. Or what happened. Ill break down and start crying again. I don't know how my tear ducts do it but they manage to start a fresh batch of tears even after I'm done crying a whole bucket load. If I'm not crying I'm puking my brains out. I haven't eaten just because when I get around food I get nauseous, heavy food anyway. I've manages to keep down a plate of fries today so I know I'm getting better. As for sleep I'll say I'm fucked. I've taken every shift there is. If I'm busy I won't stop and think. And let's face it sleeping on the floor wasn't really me sleeping at all. It was just being scared with my eyes closed.

Paul stalks into the kitchen huffing and throwing down his note pad, I wonder what got him so pissed. For a whiles he's been wanting me to get back to work out there, he's covering my station as well as his. I get a new lecture every day so I guess he's about to start his new one. He fixes his hair and smooths his hands over his black dress pants. He walks over to me cautiously, why?