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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"Hello, Alexander", just jumping out of the orphanage, I immediately started calling the driver, "Where are you? I'm already waiting for you."
"Now I will", the man's voice sounded confused, but, nevertheless, he really was already there in just five minutes.
"I thought that girlfriends usually communicate longer", he did not want to prick me, but rather said with regret.
Apparently, the man had some plans or affairs from which I tore him away, but I had to spit. I called him during working hours.
"Where are we going?"
"To the office", Alexander was confused, so I clarified, "to Mr. Artem."
"And you ... arranged a meeting with him?"
"No, but ... he's not in the office?"
"In the office, as far as I know, but ... Mr. Artem just doesn't accept anyone."
"That's right", I waved my mind, "but I'm not anyone."
To some extent, we could be called business partners who have benefited greatly from our cooperation. And today I wanted to use it.
However, there was no reason to dedicate Alexander to these details.
"Is this his office?"
"Yes", the driver nodded calmly, "every Friday he runs a related company."
"Where do I go next?". I asked when we were standing near a tall office building, which I saw for the first time in my life. Artem, it turns out, has offices almost all over the city, - maybe you'll show me where to go?
"Me? No", laughed the man, "I do not want to get into all this. In general, you will go up to the third floor. There is Mr. Artem office, and there already follow instructions of the secretary", Alexander looked around.
I was even afraid to imagine that there was such a secretary that I needed to obey her unquestioningly. I drew in my head thousands of options, one funnier and scarier than the other. But the reality turned out to be more prosaic. The secretary simply did not appear on a place. If I was unlucky today, then what else to call it?
I was worried, because right now I decided to dedicate Artem at least a little to the situation in which I found myself. Of course, a man will not be interested in all this. But I was hoping that I could at least ask him for help in finding a lawyer. I didn't want to dedicate him to anything at all, because no one needs a troubled mistress. And I did not have time to become a full-fledged mistress already,and I have already managed to do nonsense everywhere.
But right now I was determined to ask him for advice. Or ... I didn't fully understand what I wanted to ask him, or what I was waiting for in return. I just needed to come to him. After the morning meeting with the sister I saw, my heart was torn to pieces, and Artem looked like a person who could help me solve this problem.
Believing in my luck, I walked down the hall until I saw the proud sign "Director" on the office door.
The cold ran down my back, and then I was thrown into the heat. What if Artem considers my coming here another of my antics? My future was hanging by a thread ...
I knocked and came in when I heard something muttering in response, but I didn't understand what it was. Only when I found myself in the office did I realize that the answer was not intended for me, but for the interlocutor with whom Artem was talking on the phone.
"What are you doing here?". The man covered the phone with his hand and filtered the question through his teeth, - how did you even get here?
It wasn't hard to guess that the man wasn't happy.
"I need your help", I said as soon as possible so as not to distract him.
"What the hell, help?!". Artem only got angrier, "if something happened to you, decide for yourself. Don't distract me anymore!". Having said that, the man turned away and continued his conversation. I stood still and continued to do so.
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