Looks Of Poison

I mean, I've heard him on the phone, laughing as a boy on the other line begins to cry. I've seen things in his room, I've never seen before in a bedroom, like I've seen handcuffs, whips, collars, and a few other things I'd rather not say. There's been times where he;s gotten mad, and wrapped his hands around my throat. Choking me, as his other hand grips my wrist. I don't know why, but I began to love this pain. I've began to love him telling me what to do. I just don't know why or how. I've been having dreams, ones where Lowell makes me bleed and cry for him. Where Lowell tells me what to do, but everytime I have these dreams, I wake up hot, sweaty, and turned on...

Heller, writter here. This is a bxb story, a bit sexual, and a chance of smut (High Chance). Y'all dont like. Dont read. Enjoy, if you decide to read it, the story. Thank you!!💙

Warning: Sadist and masochist relationship involved, not as major as some writers do. But still there, so the hints of this might make some uncomfortable. Also a submissive and dominate as well.
Also there will be a second part, once again with the mock wedding project. Different characters and relationship between these characters.