SUBMISSIVE - Lesbian Romance

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Tell me something that would make my day👉🏽👈🏽

-Scarlet-

"Spare a moment?" I glance up. Mistress Gloria hovers in the door way, her curly brown locks hanging beside her shoulders. "I asked Jeremy to open a spot in your schedule."

I lift my watch and huff. "It's ten-thirty, Mistress." My eyes move back to her. "Could this not have waited until tomorrow morning?"

As expected, she invites herself into the room, bouncing with life and little remorse. "It could have, but I sensed your frustration and thought better to squash the tension now."

"The tension you created." I smirk. "Great job by the way, she's out at Sammy's, filled with rage and an undeniable mistrust."

"Mistrust?"

I stand, walking to lean against the front of my desk with folded arms. "I tell her no, you tell her yes? It's like a shitty game of ping pong she'll never win." Her expression tightens. "It makes me look like an asshole, and you look like a liar!"

"Scarlet-

"I'm not finished!" I snarl, blatantly pissed off if able to speak to my superior with such clarity. "You should never have gotten involved. Her whole thing is to push buttons, and you're out here giving her the damn interface to play with?"

"The girl needs something to work toward." Gloria tries to explain, but her tone echoes that of guilt. "The club means a lot to her. I was only trying to reenforce your training."

I roll my eyes and shake my head, trying best as not to yell back and make a scene. "First of all, her name is Angel, not girl. And second, I am her domme, not you. I make the decisions, I set the boundaries." A moment of silence fills the room. "If that is going to be a problem for you, withdraw the contract."

She raises her palms beside her head, the sharp sound of her heels walking toward me enough to make me see reason.

"I apologise, Scarlet." I widen my eyes, shocked to see the woman take accountability. "I shouldn't have made a decision without consulting with you first. Though, I will say, I was only trying to build rapport with her, given her disgrace with my idea to retrain her."

"She'll get over it." I confirm. "In fact. She may even learn to like it, but with your inability to trust my process, I won't get through to her at all."

She lowers her head, inhaling slowly while I leave my desk to pace the back of my office.

"I could see right through her, those bright eyes, they were buzzing with mischief." I explain. "She did as told and made great efforts to swoon me with charm."

"She's an excellent sweetheart." Gloria chuckles. "She's had me fooled more than once."

I sigh. "She wouldn't tell me the truth, so I dragged it out of her in the worst way possible." I glance up, capturing Gloria's gaze in my fury. "I could see the agony in her face when she realised I was ratting her out."

It haunts me, the fear in her face. I'm not one for intimidating in ways that hurt, or sting. I'll admit, I love to play with strategic bite, but humiliation? Absolutely fucking not.

"I had to do it." I admit, clamping my jaw. "I knew she'd go out after, looking for someone to blame other than herself. It's what she does best, escapism."

"Scarlet-

"You did this!" I point at her, internally fearing the consequences of my nerve. "You set her up to fail tonight, and you undermined my authority."

"It won't happen again, darling." She bows her head, almost pardoning me of my audacity. "I promise you."

I leave an air of silence while walking back to sit against my desk. The cool breeze swimming around the base of my back is soothing, almost as if tending to a wound I didn't know was there.