Dominate me by Julia Romush (best motivational books to read TXT) 📕
"Yes. In return of..."
"I know your terms. Are you ready to hear mine?". I hate the way he looks at me. It makes my skin tingle.
I sold myself out to a powerful man. I became a mistress of a cruel and merciless man.
I need money in order to save my sister, and he is the one who's gonna give it to me. I should work for him for two months. I would never agree to this, but I have no choice other than share a bed with him.
I wish I knew the real price I would have to pay. What does it mean to be with him? Belong to him?
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"What happened?". His eyebrows shot up, expressing astonishment mixed with misunderstanding.
"I became the perfect woman", I said in a slightly tangled tongue, "just as you ordered."
I stood and smiled like a Hollywood star, but I realized that I could not impress him.
Instead, he glanced at me intently. He first lingered on the bottle and medication in one hand, and then moved to the depilatory in the other. And just when he was done, he looked me up and down as I stood in front of him in a half-unbuttoned robe.
A few steps away, he was next to me, frightening me with his mood and speed. He pulled the bottle out of my hands, set it aside, and then stared at the pills.
"What were you taking?". He asked angrily as he read the title. "Where did you get this from?"
"I was given it after hair removal", I said, not understanding his mood. I was in such a state when it was finally easy and good for me, but Artem was clearly in stress. Probably, me. But I could not understand why. I did everything as he wanted. I didn't complain or whine, but it hurt so much that I climbed the wall.
"But I decided to use a folk and proven remedy", and nodded towards the champagne.
Without saying a word, the man snatched the epilator from my hands and pulled me headlong. We ran into the bathroom when I thoughtlessly blurted out:
"Do you want to try too?". I smiled and tried to reach for the device of domestic torture, - you are unlikely to like it, but then you will understand what I had to go through today.
"Are you a completely brainless fool?". This was the first phrase he said in a long time, and it surprised me.
Artem was wild, just unrealistically angry. His tone, the sound of his voice, said he was ready to nail me on the spot.
"Did you mix alcohol and medicine?". He abruptly pulled me to him and looked into my eyes, - how much and when?
I was confused. What was he thinking at all? And while I was getting everything he said, the man pushed me to the toilet and jerked me to my knees.
"When and how much?". Even more angry and roaring, he said, already standing over me.
"I didn't ...", but he didn't listen to me.
He took the phone out of his pocket and started dialing someone, walking around the bathroom. And when they answered at the other end of the phone, he shouted:
"Send an ambulance as soon as possible. Poisoning here ... at best. Analgesic and alcohol. Let the psychiatrist come too, I don't know yet ... I can't understand what's going on here ..."
But after what he said, I understood everything. The conclusions that Artem came to were wrong.
Under the influence of the stressful moment, I can say that I sobered up almost instantly. I jumped and began to talk quickly as he approached me again.
From his look, it was clear that I didn't have much time to explain. But I needed to understand, because only God knows what this misunderstanding could have led to.
An ambulance crew led by a psychiatrist was already rushing to us. And such a specialist in my personal business just "lacked".
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