Mastering Wren

MASTERING WREN 2, EP1

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[I'm allowed to put the first 3 episodes on another free site so I'll add them on to Wattpad as well]

Here is Episode 1 

Home is where the Dom is

A week before my wedding, I didn't expect the Greek love of my life to proclaim he was a hit-man. Well, an ex-hitman. Nor did I expect to hear that his ex-fiancé had assumedly hired one to dispose of me while I was busy consuming pancakes drizzled with cream, strawberry syrup, with a side of maple bacon... mmm, yes, so delicious! But, now...

I'm at the top of the mansion, my ass stuck down to another, antique chair, after it started raining outside when it had been sunny and blue just minutes ago. But, that's Melbourne weather for you. The clouds knew how to roll in from anywhere.

And, yes, as I was strapped down to my breakfast chair before, I am now, again, stuck.

Theo's mansion is nice and warm inside even though my chair is next to a huge glass window that is letting in a slither of the chilly air from outside. While my arms are strapped to my sides with Theo's special belt and I can't move an inch off my seat, I wonder when he will come back up to join me –

But my thoughts are just on time.

I hear running footsteps up the staircase, multiple, and I know Theo is coming with my two cats being chased up ahead of him. As I requested, I needed their assistance with what he was going to ask of me now.

There is a beautiful big desk in front of me, and I wish I could move but Theo wasn't convinced I wouldn't just run off... after hearing details of his former life I never should have known.

"Hello, kitty-cats! Maow!" I welcome Mr. Fox, my little ginger and PuddyCaita, a fat tabby cat, into the open living and study area, "I need your help... with this contract, okay?" as I speak my cats waltz over closer towards my voice and then they plop down in a ray of sunshine coming through the window.

I finally dare to take a glance at Theo, who has decided to lean back against the railing to the winding stair-case, hands in pockets, of his unzipped black slacks, which hang low on his hips. No shirt, because he simply chucked on one piece of clothing this morning after taking my virginity last night and reducing me to a drooling, in-verbal mess.

"You ready to make some rules, sweet cheeks?" he asks, raising a brow.

I think I forgot to mention he was my boss. Theo hired me to work for his charity a few months back. Cynthia, his ex-fiance, cheated on him and he fell in love with my awkward stuttering and crazy-cat lady vibes.

Somehow, here I was.

He moved the charity business to be run in his mansion with me. I agreed to move in and I also agreed to marry him next weekend – this all occurred in the last five minutes, that is.