Chapter Nineteen

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It has already been a few months since Alexander and I were in a relationship. Life as his submissive and girlfriend had a few bumps in it but I could say that I am happy. From time to time, Xander would bring me in his club and exercise his dominant role.

Both of us were in love. Him, meeting my parents went well and nothing like I expected. Believe it or not, my parents already knew that we were going out. I guess the news spread quickly since Christina is my best friend.

Alexander Peterson. He's the man my heart long desired for. He healed my heart when I thought I was left forever to be broken. He loved me in ways I could have never imagined.

But he also treated me his whore. A toy for pleasure and a submissive to dominate. All that didn't matter because I loved every part of it too. Outside, we are a perfect couple and in bed, he is dominant. My dominant.

Today is our sixth month together. Alexander promised me a dinner date, somewhere special. I didn't have much time to prepare since I stayed at my parents' home, helping them pack for their trip to Switzerland.

Yes, I have given them the auction prize I've won. My thoughts brought me back to that night, the first time I have seen Alexander.

How thankful I am for my father's persistence of me going to that ball. Without that event, I wonder how my life would be. Still broken and unloved. I can never forget when Alexander has first met my parents as my boyfriend. It was the night of their anniversary ball.

Alexander dropped his guard. It was as if he wasn't of high ranks in business. He simply became a loving and caring man in front of my mom and dad which they absolutely adored. We basically looked like lovesick teenagers.

On the other hand, there was Christina who did nothing but to tease the both of us all the time. She was always the one who urged me to wear sexy lingerie, and Alexander to dominate me as rough and as soft as he can. If anything, Christina's the most straightforward person you'll ever meet.

Finishing the last box for my parents, I carried it downstairs before giving my love a call. "Hey," I said with a tired tone. I've been packing for them since eight in the morning and it was now half past eleven.

"Hi, beautiful," he replied back. After asking each other's days, I heard a knock on my door. My parents went out for a quick break so I placed my phone in my pocket.

When I opened my door, it was as if I saw a ghost, a monster, darkness. Never have I thought that I would find this day again when I get to see his face. At eleven thirty in the morning, he was drunk with messed up hair, banging on my door.

"Miss me?" He said with a deep, disgusting tone. I slammed the door only for his hand to stop it. I backed away from him and asked, "What do you want?"

Andrew just replied with an evil laugh and sat on one of our couches. "Oh, sweet Kathleen. How were three years without me? You see, I left you to protect you from my own world, my demons, and darkness."

I cut him and said, "Andrew, get the hell out of my house or I will -" That's when he pulled something out from his pocket, a pistol, a damn gun that he'll use to threaten me.

"Or what? Call the cops? Call your lover boy, Alexander Peterson? I just want to have some fun, Kath," he smirked. I need to think and be smart. My hands reached for the knives in our kitchen but I was stopped by another man with a broad structure.

"Kathleen, have you forgotten? I know this place like the back of my hand. We both grew up in here," he said. Now, I have two drunk men in my home. I have to play along but then, I realized, how can I outsmart two men?

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