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For some reason, I was not bothered by the veil any longer. I had a sense of peace within me. A grin swept over my face as I thought about the possibility of seeing Sir which caused me to nervously twirl my hair around my finger. The helicopter landed on the rooftop. Shortly after the blades decelerated to a slow rotation, the pilot helped me down and onto the roof. I was escorted into an elevator attached to the house.
“Wait, we passed my floor.”
"Yes, Miss,” Joseph declared with amusement in his tone as his back was turned toward me. “He would like to see you in his office.”
“Are you smiling?” I teased, glaring at him. I could only see the outline of the back of his head.
“I am not,” he lied.
The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. We stepped out into the all too familiar hallway that led to the office. A trace of leather with rich earthy wood scents filled the air. The other security detail and pilot scattered. Joseph and I turned the corner and came to a stop outside the doors.
I shook off the suspicion, smoothing my dress, hoping he would not smell any lingering scent of Valentino on me. Nervously, I exhaled, trying to wave the feeling that I may be in trouble. I also wondered why the men with guns were in my penthouse and what would happen now. Could I ever return?
Joseph interrupted my thoughts, whispering, “Ready?”
Before I could respond, he opened the doors, leaving me no choice but to falter into the room. I almost fell as I veered too much to the right, forgetting that there was a statue just inside the door on a pedestal. It almost fell over, but I caught it, balancing it back in place. Spinning around to face the desk, I paused, trying to allow my eyes to adjust.
“Boss, I will need to speak with you tonight before you sleep.” Joseph called out from the doorway. “It's important.”
“It can wait!” Sir snapped at him.
Joseph closed the doors just as I saw movement at Sir’s desk. I pivoted to face him. He sat perched on the edge at the front, holding something in his hands, but I could not see what it was.
“Come to me Isabelle,” he commanded in a low, husky tone.
I slowly crept toward him, sitting in the chair facing his desk.
“Did I tell you that you could sit down?” he growled under his breath.
Confused, I stood. Shifting my weight back and forth, I tried to mask my fear with confidence. I became frightened, thinking he was about to scream at me for making out with Valentino. How did he know? Did Joseph rat me out? I felt terrible.
“You seem a little bothered right now.”
“I-I'm not bothered,” I stammered, altering my stance again.
He flicked his right wrist quickly.SNAP!A sharp pain followed by an intense surge of pleasure spread though my most sensitive area. I realized the object he was holding was a black, leather belt. He had just slapped the top of my slit through my dress and panties, but it felt as if I were naked.
“Ouch!” I gasped in shock.
He stood, slowly circling me as if he were hunting his prey. He came to a stop in front of me. Flicking his wrist again, his belt repeated its action, only this time it was significantly more extreme.
“You know Isabelle,” he chuckled wickedly, pacing back and forth before me, the belt almost dragging the floor. “Anyone can pick up a belt, but if you can’t fuck her mind, you’ll never fully dominate her body.”
Feelings of both soreness and euphoria spread throughout my body as I gulped. My entire core began to tremble, causing a remarkably familiar feeling in the junction of my thighs.
He leaned close to my nape, inhaling deeply. “You smell like him,” he muttered.
I drew in a rapid inadvertent breath. Without even thinking, I snapped, “You do too actually.” It was true.
He jerked away from me very swiftly. “Isabelle I'm not playing games with you,” he scoffed, frustrated. “Did you let him touch you?”
He wrapped his belt around his hand, gripping it tightly. His eyes following my every move. I turned to him, reaching for my veil. With a quick movement, he jerked his head back, bracing himself.
“Got you!” I playfully winked, teasing him, but dropped my hands to my side after realizing mywinkwas useless.
Taking a deep breath, he instantly closed the gap between us, cupping my face while pulling me to his lips. His tongue intruded my mouth, dancing and swirling around as he dominated the kiss, controlling each movement. Moaning, I peeled myself away, placing both of my hands on his chest.
“Sir--,” I whispered.
