CHAPTER FIVE

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         HENRIK POV

"I'm... I'm sorry. My name is Hiari Takayashi"

The exquisite woman standing before me spoke. In an instant, I discerned her submissive nature, a fact I had already gathered from her meticulously examined file and the prior notification from my friend Xander, who had taken a great liking to her.

Based on her name, I had expected an Asian heritage, yet her features didn't quite align with that expectation. I found myself wondering if perhaps she might be of mixed Asian and African descent, a thought that piqued my curiosity, leaving me eager to uncover the truth.

"I had an appointment with you today, sir" she continued, her voice a delicate melody that bespoke both sweetness and shyness. Her very presence was a magnificent embodiment of beauty. The gentle glow of her light-skinned complexion was heightened by the soft caress of the overhead lighting. She had left her hair in an enchanting afro, a choice that perfectly framed her stunning face. Her eyes were a deep, entrancing shade of dark brown, and her long, ebony eyelashes served as a striking frame to highlight their rich, soulful colour.

Her lips, adorned in a gentle, glistening shade of light pink, beckoned to me with an irresistible temptation. At that moment, a fierce desire coursed through me, igniting an undeniable longing to run my tongue across those lips, savoring the sweetness they promised. My trouser tightened my cock awakening with an urgent insistence. I inhaled deeply, attempting to quell the visceral response surging through my body as she maintained a shy, expectant gaze upon me waiting for a response.

"Come in and have a sit" I gathered the strength to say. She nodded her head with a smile indicating she had heard me.     

As she gracefully pivoted to close the door behind her, I couldn't help but steal a fleeting, albeit electrifying, glimpse of her perfectly sculpted ass that momentarily took my breath away, and I had to draw in a deep, steadying breath to compose myself.

She approached me with graceful steps, her small heels tapping gently against the polished floor. A sweet smile graced her lips as she spoke, her voice laced with gratitude "Thank you for the opportunity to meet you Mr. Henrik. It's truly an honor" she expressed, reaching out her delicate hand towards me in a gesture of greeting.        

 I rose from my seat and extended my hand to meet hers. When our hands connected, I couldn't help but notice the stark contrast in size; her soft small hand was instantly enveloped by my larger, more muscular one, her hand slightly cold to the touch. The urge to pull her close, to wrap her in a loving embrace until her hand regained its natural warmth, briefly crossed my mind but I managed to suppress the impulse, fearing I might act on it without thinking. Instead, I released her hand and gestured for her to take a seat. She slid into the chair with grace, her stunning brown eyes locked on mine with sincerity as she handed me her file. She spoke with a blend of curiosity and determination.

"Sir, I really want this opportunity to train as a submissive in your club"

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