AllFreeNovel
Share Us
"That’s all," she announced in a thin voice when I signed the last paper, and she turned her head to the side to meet my eyes. I had never seen such an amazing colour of irises. The green and gold combination was stunning.
"What do you want, Electra?" I asked, not able to look away from the beautiful person in front of me. "What is your main goal here?"
"What?" she breathed. Confusion appeared on her face, and I made myself turn away from her. We were dangerously close to each other for too long. And it just wasn’t the right time to give in to our desires. I had to be sure about her. I couldn’t screw this up.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" I questioned, mentally smiling at her baffled expression. She wasn’t doing it; I knew that, but again, I was testing her. I needed her to think about my words. I had to get the idea in her head.
"No." She shook her head, furrowing her elegant eyebrows. Her eyes were searching my face for some kind of clue as to whether I was making fun of her, but I kept a straight mask that was unreadable to her.
"No?" I echoed in a low voice, noticing she had grabbed the table’s edge for support. I saw her do it before when I was talking to her like this. She liked when I was almost growling at her. How cute.
"You don’t see me as a suitable husband, a perfect catch, or great genetic material?" I was approaching her again, slowly, not really wanting to violate her private space again. "Then, what are you doing?"
"I’m working here," she replied, licking her lips. That was another thing I noticed she was doing when I was around her. Another sign of the effect I had on her.
"Yes." I nodded, hiding my hands in my pants pockets. "But I think something else is happening here as well."
She blinked a few times, waiting for me to continue. She was curious; I saw it in her face. I’d prepared for this moment for weeks. This was my opportunity to introduce her to something she had never thought of.
"I believe you'd make an excellent submissive," I stated confidently, staring directly into her eyes. "You want to please everyone, you love to be praised for your effort, and also, the harder I am on you, the better results you have." I stayed silent for a moment because she looked at the floor, so I allowed her to think. But when she raised her eyes again, I continued.
"You are drawn to me because of my dominance," I explained, and she slightly lifted her brows in surprise. "Most people are scared of it, but not you; you’re bathing in it, dreaming about it, and craving it." While I was watching her as she tried to process my words, one corner of my lips lifted slightly. "You’re perfect submissive material."
10
Clubbing
Electra
MrThorn’swordsresonatedthrough my mind, eating my common sense like tiny, ravenous bugs. I’d never considered myself a submissive person. I knew how to stand up for myself. I could fight my way out of an argument, yet I had to admit that I liked rules and order in basically everything.
Also, I was a people-pleaser. That was why I was great at my job. Because I always did my best to satisfy everyone around me.
However, I had a strange feeling that Mr Thorn wasn’t talking about my work performance. The stare of his icy blue eyes was so intense that my knees trembled just from the memory of it. The proximity of his ripped, muscular body sent my hormones on a rampage. And that sexy, profound voice sent shivers over my body every time I imagined it.
"He’s even weirder than you," Zoe stated, brushing her curly brown hair in front of the big mirror in my bathroom. She was wearing a black leather mini skirt, white top, and jacket with high boots, all complemented with heavy, bold make-up. Brown eyeshadow, mascara, and dark purple lipstick made her look like a vampire seeking dinner.
"I don’t know what to think of it," I sighed, staring at my reflection. I wore a black sequined plunge-neck mini dress and four-inch-high heels, which made my legs look longer and thinner. I put just a light touch of mascara on my eyelashes and a lip gloss.
"Two options." Zoe turned to me, shrugging. "He sees you as an easy target and wants to fuck you without using too much effort, or"—she grinned at me, wriggling her eyebrows—"he actually likes you and is interested in yoursubmissiveness."
"Both options include fucking," I pointed out, and she smirked mischievously.
"That means you’re going to enjoy yourself." She winked at me and left the bathroom while I was rolling my eyes at her back.
With a last glance in the mirror, I followed her, took a petite black purse from the bed, and entered the living room. She was already putting her shoes on.
"Uber is outside," she said, straightening to her full height and adjusting her jacket.
"Let’s go." I opened the door for her, and she walked out with a wide smile stretched across her face.
While we were inside the car, I successfully ignored the weird tingling in my stomach from ditching the company party, but I couldn’t quite forget about Mr Thorn’s cold irises. I knew I had to get him out of my head, or I'd end up in a lot of trouble. If Zoe was right and he only wanted to get laid, he would kick my ass from his firm as soon as he was done with me.
I squeezed my purse tighter, overcoming the urge to check my phone. I presumed Lena was trying to contact me, but I didn’t want to ruin my mood by having to explain.
We got out of the car, and I sighed, staring at the line in front of the club. It looked like all of Seattle wanted to be inside.
"Are you planning to hook up with someone?" Zoe asked out of the blue, waving at the bouncer, and I shot her a glare. She smirked, enjoying my discomfort. I went out with the intention of sleeping with a random guy only once, and I ended up in a threesome. She would never stop teasing me about that.
