CEO's Sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ

☾︎𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒-𝖳𝗐𝗈❣︎

~Lucille~

Last night was even better than the first night we spent together. Because this time our love was strengthened and sealed as something solid, unbreakable.

I would be lying if I said I didn't like being dominated by him. Because it was thrilling, I loved every second of it.

His touches were rough yet gentle and the way he kissed my body, as if worshipping every inch, it still sent goosebumps all over my body.

If he promised to make love to me like this for forever, I was ready to let him dominate me all he wanted.

Of course with the exception of letting me take over once in a while, no matter what I can't just forget his sweet moans when I pleased him. His cute side was to die for.

Morning sun lurked from behind the drawn curtains when I fluttered my eyes open.

My favorite sight was present right before my eyes and my heart flipped.

I slowly raised my hand and brushed a few stray strands away from his face, he looked so peaceful and beautiful as his face was meshed onto the squishy pillow.

He liked to lay on his stomach, cute, giving me a perfect display of the marks I left on his back and shoulders.

Even watching them made me blush as I recalled our activities.

Leaning over, I planted a kiss on his forehead.

Daryian was the best thing that's ever happened to me in my 26 years of life.

All I've ever known was hatred, betrayal, greed for power and broken relations, but as Daryian stepped in my life, I was open to light. I got to know everything from a more positive perspective and my heart craved for him.

I couldn't have him stay mad at me.

It was like, my body was on fire and I wanted to just wreak havoc.

Nothing could pacify me till his small text. A bucket of ice water soaking and relaxing my raging heart.

I came to him as fast as I could, breaking several traffic rules. But I could care less, all that mattered was solving issues with my love and resolve his anger.

From our commotion at the Carnival to my way home—after dropping Daryian at his house—I was going through a tumultous storm of self-loathing.

I hated myself for how I treated him there.

I punished him by using his weakness.

I wanted to slap myself hard.

How could I do this to him?

Subconsciously, I had used methods I applied on my enemies on him, and I ended up hurting the one that I loved the most in all of this universe.

The tears in his eyes, the light tremble as he tried to calm his panic attack from brewing, it all played in my mind in loop, marring my brain and heart.

I deserved the pain I'd caused him, so I let him stay mad at me. Though I didn't know what I'd do if he stayed mad for longer.

Even before I could realize it, he'd become my everything.

He had taken over my whole being and enveloped me in a warmth I've longed for all my life.

I couldn't let him go. No matter what.

I'd hold onto him, I'd better myself for him, even if it meant losing deals or contracts.

That's how important he was to me.