I Want To Be Owned

I like... Her

       
Derek POV

It's been a week since Natalia's punishment and I still couldn't stop thinking about Natalia's phone conversation. I felt awful for the way I treated her, but I couldn't help it if she was lying to me. The words I caught eavesdropping, I just couldn't get them out of my head. It was like they kept replaying... taunting me for being an idiot. Then this morning she said she was sick, which also caught my attention because she seemed and looked fine to me, yet still I allowed her to stay at home. I didn't understand how she could think that we could build a relationship based on lies and secrets. Relationship? What relationship? We're in a relationship? Yes, one that's bound by a contract. "I don't want to be with that dick anymore, I found someone better" I'm not a dick! I have been nice! The nicest I've ever been! Where did I go wrong! Who did she find better? Who is better than me?  Who has she seen other than me?? Oh my god! Did she meet someone online? I need to check her phone. Pulling out my phone from my suite pocket I dial Natalia's number, she answers on the second ring.

"Hello, sir." Natalia's angelic voice sounds through. "Do you need anything?"

"Where are you? Did you go out or are you still at home."

"I'm at the library, sir."

"How long will you be there?"

"Umm about an hour sir, I want to catch up on some reading."

"Alright that's fine by me. I'm on my way home now, call me before you get back."

I couldn't stay in the office anymore, I may have been there physically though my mind was somewhere else. I was thinking about Natalia, I'm always thinking about Natalia. Her beautiful chocolate brown eyes boring into you, making you just want to spill all of your deepest darkest secrets. Wavy hair like the waves of the sea, and Skin as soft as silk begging for me to caress it. Her smile, oh that women's smile can make your worst days turn to your best.  I shake my head attempting to rid it of all thoughts Natalia. Standing up I put on my grey suit jacket, and slide my phone in my pocket. What are you up to my dear Natalia? That's what I plan on finding out.

***

Opening the door I hang my jacket and set down my brief case sliding of my shoes.

"Natalia, are you home." I shout, getting no answer I trudge up the stairs to our room and open the door. Spotting her phone on the night table, she must have taken her work phone with her to the library. An idea flashes to mind. Lets find out who she's been talking to shall we. Rolling up my sleeves I reach for the phone and begin my work on the bed. Sliding to unlock, she has a damn password. What the fuck is it? My birthday. Wrong. Her birthday. Wrong. Love. Wrong. Kiss. Wrong. 1234. Wrong. She said she loves to read. Books. Wrong. Disabled for one minute, shit! BDSM. Wrong. Five minutes. I try another passcode. Dick... IT WORKED! That dirty, dirty girl. Taking the phone with me downstairs I get a glass of water and go to my office. Turning on my Laptop I get a cable to transfer everything on her phone to the laptop. Drumming my fingers I get lost in thought and reach for my cold glass of water. Suddenly my door opens causing me to spill my glass of water onto my pants. Groaning, I reach for tissues and look up at the door embarrassed to find Natalia.

"Umm do you need help with that, sir." She blushes looking down at my pants.

"No Natalia." I growl. "It's water."

"Sure it is, sir." She giggles.

"It is." I grit through clenched teeth.

"Mmmh uh huh it's 'water'." She laughs raising her hands making quotations on water.

"Cut it, Natalia. Unless you want my dick in your sassy mouth."

"If you want one all you have to do is ask. I can tell you need it, sir." She giggles.