SMUT ARCHIVES

77: SUBDUED BY LUST'S UNYIELDING SOVEREIGNTY

SUBDUED BY LUST’S UNYIELDING SOVEREIGNTY : BXB
note : unrevised

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Being dominant is not merely about exerting control or authority over others; it is a profound expression of confidence, assertiveness, and the ability to inspire and lead.

“Do what I fúcking say.” his voice echoes in the dark room as his men walks outside the room. He holds the power of being dominant to anyone. To businesses. To his family. To his reputations or even to bed. However, dominance, in its truest form, requires a deep understanding of one’s own strengths and weaknesses, and a commitment to harnessing those strengths in a way that uplifts and empowers those around you. It is the ability to command respect through actions and words, creating an environment where others feel secure and motivated to follow your lead.

Declan threw the words as he vomited with rage and authority, the papers flew as he slammed his fisted hand on the table, “I need the fûcking papers!” sigaw nito na umalingawngaw sa malaki niyang opisina.

His guards flinched and bowed their heads. Declan turned his back, his hands are shaking, his eyes are burning as well as his face.

“B-Boss... h-hindi po kasi sumunod sa usapan—”

He pulled his gun from his pants lace and pointed it to his body guards, nanahimik ang mga ito, naka harap man ang amo sa malaking wall glass ng kanyang opisina ay tanaw niya parin ang mga ito mula sa repleksyon nito.

“Get your fûcking ass ôut off of here and call Clyde!” sigaw niya rito, para namang nakawalang isda mula sa tubig na nag si tulakan at takbuhan ang mga tauhan nito.

He sighed heavily and calmed himself. He turned to his table and put his palm on the table as he balanced himself, he shook his head aggressively and closed his eyes, trying to calm himself but a sound of opening a door knocked it out, he opened his eyes and stared down to the table. Clyde should knock first, right?

“U-Uh! sorry! akala ko conference room!” a mellow, soft and sweet voice from a man caught him off guard. His eyes widened and his fist balled in a sudden. Inangat niya ang kanyang mga mata sa lalaking pumasok.

His lips parted as he saw the boy. He’s wearing a white polo shirt and pants, his hair is light brown as well as his innocent dove eyes. The boy smiled ear to ear, sending a shiver down to his spine.

Or rather... erection.

Napangiwi siya. The boy has soft and feminine features. He pulled the door knob, opening the door, parang nag slow motion ang nangyari, sinalubong naman ito ni Clyde kaya napaatras ang lalaki at nanlalaki ang mga mata. Napaahon na si Declan at hindi mapigilang ngumisi nang makita kung gaano kaamo ang mukha ng lalaking iyon.

“Hala, sorry!” he apologizes and bows his head. Clyde smiled and bowed his head too and let the boy leave the office. Tsaka lang din natauhan si Declan.

“Wait!” anito at aktong tatakbo pa yata pero nakalabas na, tumaas ang kilay ni Clyde sa kanya at kumunot ang noo.

“What’s up?” Clyde asks, emphasizing the ‘up’ while his brows are meeting. Declan turned his back and walked over the wall and punched it hard. “What the fúck is happening to you, men?” natatawa pa ang boses ni Clyde. Nilingon niya ito at nakitang naupo ito sa kanyang swivel chair.

Declan is a businessman. He stands as a paragon of strategic acumen and visionary foresight, navigating the intricate web of market forces with an astute understanding of economic dynamics. He is the architect of enterprise, wielding a keen intellect to discern opportunities where others see only obstacles, and marshaling resources with judicious precision to actualize his ambitions.