The Years Between Us.

Prologue 2 (Raelyn and Theo)

While the joyful celebration unfolded at Amelia and Thomas’s wedding, elsewhere, in a dimly lit lounge, Raelyn Foster sat confidently, her legs crossed, watching the boy in front of her with an amused expression. He stood, eyes pleading, hands slightly trembling as he begged for a kiss—something Raylynn had no intention of giving just yet.

“Do you truly love me?” she asked, her voice low and commanding, each word dripping with challenge. “Are you absolutely sure about it?”

His desperation only deepened. “Yes, my lady, I do. I really do.”

A smirk curled on her lips. “Show me, then,” she said, her tone teasing but firm.

Confused, he stammered, “H-How can I?”

Raylynn’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned back, her lips parting in a sly grin. “By not talking to me for a while.”

He gasped, his eyes widening in disbelief. His heart raced, unable to get her demand. "Why are you doing this to me?" he whispered, pain evident in his voice.

Raylynn leaned forward, her gaze locking onto his with a mix of dominance and satisfaction. “Because,” she purred, “I love seeing you like this—standing before me, begging, obeying my every word. It’s captivating, really. Makes me feel powerful. Bossy. And I absolutely love it.”

She reclined back in her seat, basking in the control she held over him. The boy, helpless and entranced, could only watch her in silence, his heart torn between frustration and devotion.

Raelyn tried to hold back a smile, her composure threatening to crack for just a moment as she savored the sight before her. The man standing helplessly before her wasn’t just any boy—he was Theo Martin, the renowned CEO, a man with a reputation for power and control. Yet here he was, begging her, entirely at her mercy.

The irony wasn’t lost on her. The most famous, powerful man in the room, reduced to this—a moment of vulnerability only she could command. Her gaze lingered on him, her eyes tracing his features as she silently relished the reversal of roles.

Still, she maintained her cold demeanor, her voice steady and unyielding. “And now,” she whispered, “the mighty Theo stands before me, pleading like a common man. How amusing.”

Her words cut through the air like a blade, and he flinched ever so slightly. The power dynamic was hers, and she wasn’t letting go of it anytime soon.

She giggled saying "I can't understand how are you like this ?" Let it be

Theo said with pleading eyes . "Now please don't tell me to resist more!"

Chuckles* "Ok but after going home "

Theo said "Okk" (being happy)