Dominate me by Julia Romush (best e reader for epub TXT) 📗

I understood everything. I understood that in principle I was brought here only to please him. But!!! Could he at least briefly take off his mask and become just a man? Ordinary. Normal. And not this emotionless piece of iron?!

I was angry that today I tried to be what he wanted me to be. And he ... he didn't even pay attention to it.

I understood that he should not have stroked my head and said "good girl". But I wanted at least some reaction, not what I got!

Bastard! Cattle! Monster!

A walk on the street did not help me to bring myself to consciousness. Anger inside only boiled more strongly. And the desire to return to the cottage, and bring this man to a fit of rage, was unrealistically tempting.

But I couldn't do that. I could not express my dissatisfaction in any way, because he, in fact, did not owe me anything. He shouldn't talk to me. Shouldn't entertain me. And, of course, he should not show me any respect.

And I could not react to it normally! I was just blown away by his behavior and emotionlessness, and finally I couldn't stand it, I jumped up and ran to the house.

Closer to the cottage, I began to walk more slowly, and resumed breathing went inside. I didn't understand at once that Artem was in a drawing room. Having settled down on a sofa, he typed something on the computer.

I could not overcome the desire to do something. And make it so that he is sure to pay attention to it.

I don't know where it came from, but I just wanted his attention and couldn't do anything about it. Probably, small children do so when they don't get what they want, but I spit on it.

Turning around, I went to the room where my things were. I took two swimsuits with me. One of them was merged, and the other I was just sure I wouldn't even wear. Bikini. Quite an outspoken option. Looking closely at both options, I smiled. Well, of course, I decided to choose the second option.

When the swimsuit was already on me, I turned my back to the mirror and blushed from the fact that the view from behind was very provocative. Although this is exactly what I needed, I still doubted my plans. But to be afraid of wolves is not to go into the forest. And if Artem managed to throw me off balance, then I can.

Going downstairs, I couldn't believe my luck. If at the beginning of this whole prank I thought that I would have to wait persistently for a man by the pool until he would pay attention to me, now I saw that Klimov was already there. He sat sideways to me and worked typing on the computer. Probably going to pretend again that I'm not there, or he doesn't notice me.

It gave me courage and confidence in myself and my actions.

I approached silently. And not at all to scare. Let my appearance be a pleasant surprise for him.

But the reaction never came. I left the house on the porch and stopped behind him. I was a little curious what was going on there on the screen of his stupid laptop that he was staring there so intently.

What I saw came as a nasty surprise to me. Klimov talked to some men by videoconference. And at that moment I was completely embarrassed. They noticed me.

If a second earlier there was a lively conversation between them, now all the men froze and stared blankly at me. It could not even be called otherwise.

Wanting to smooth over this embarrassment and retreat with shame as soon as possible, I smiled awkwardly and, raising my hand, waved goodbye.

I did not expect that everyone as one would wave back at me. It feels like the men have turned into obedient zombies.

"Why did everyone shut up?". Artem's voice reached me, who didn't understand anything yet. He was sitting with his back to me and was unaware of what was happening, "what did we stop at?"

Finally, suspecting something was wrong, he turned uncertainly and met my gaze. As he became aware of what was happening, I read my verdict in his eyes...