Following the Rules

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Work became very hectic for the next few weeks. I barely had time to spend with Malakai. My only saving grace was that I could see glimpses of him at work. Ever since that day in the conference room Malakai has not touched me at work I was both relieved and disappointed that it hadn't happened. We settled on 20 artists for the Fall showcase. There was only one more month left until the event day and that was why everyone was so busy. I was working on my new piece and that was another thing getting in the way of Malakai and I spending time together. I was just glad that he was a very understanding Dom and Boss.

We hadn't really brought up the whole moving thing yet. I had a feeling that Malakai was waiting for things to settle down at work first before he brought it up. I was excited to move on to the next step with him but I wasn't sure if he was ready yet. I always got this feeling that he was holding himself back but I wasn't really sure about it. I didn't really know how his past relationship went besides the fact that they didn't last long. I didn't want to seem too nosy so I never asked him any further than he was willing to tell me.

True to his word though he would FaceTime me every morning to pick out what I would wear for the day. In the beginning it was a little weird but I am slowly getting used to his way of dominating. This is why I was surprised at how understanding he was being since he warned me that his style of doing things was a little more "extreme". He was definitely holding back and the moment I got the chance to be alone with him without prying ears I would ask him about it.

I wanted us to be as honest with each other as possible and this relationship could only work if we both trusted each other and were transparent. I was currently in the studio working on my painting. I heard footsteps approaching me and looked up. I swear this man could read my mind because he always showed up when I was thinking about him. I quickly covered my canvas so that he couldn't see. He had asked me multiple times what I was going to paint but I refused to tell him. I wanted him to be surprised about it. He smirked at me when he saw my movements.

"Still trying to hide it from me." I rolled my eyes at him. I got up from the stool and turned around to take my apron off. Before I could turn around Malakai came up behind me and caged me in between him and the counter. My breath got caught in my throat and my heart started pounding. His scent was surrounding me and it made me shudder. As much as I really hate to admit it, this man really had a strong effect on me. "It seems like I have to teach you some manners." At first I was confused at what he was talking about but then I realized that he was talking about me rolling my eyes at him. I decided to test him a little bit. This was the most contact I had with him in a while, and I did not want to be a good girl today. I turned around to face him and placed my hand on his chest.

"Mm I don't know what you are talking about, Malakai". I put a lot of emphasis on his name. I looked him in his eyes and I watched his eyes narrow down at me. He leaned down until his face was inches from my face.

"You're playing a dangerous game, Nyra. I'd stop right here while I am still being nice." He had a hard tone and god did I love that tone. I wanted to go further to see how riled up I could get him. Malakai hadn't punished me since our first meeting and I really wanted to see how he could really discipline me.

"Oh am I supposed to be scared, Malakai?" I rolled my eyes at him again and crossed my arms over my chest. I could see him clenching his jaw. He had a dark glint in his eye and I knew at that moment that I had won. I tried very hard to keep up my act but I wanted to laugh at the situation. Before I could say and do anything else Malakai had me bent over the counter. He held my hands together above my head with one hand and I could feel his other hand grip my waist. I felt his body weight over me and then his breath on my ear.

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