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

When I got out of the car, I looked again at the house to which I had been brought, and in which, it seems, I will now live.  

Nervous laughter escaped my lips.  

Of course, it was unwise to think that Artem would bring me to his house. In the one where he lived alone, and maybe ...  

I haven't heard anything about Tim since he left the country. I didn't know if his son came back or not. But I knew one thing: Timur's presence in the city could complicate the situation, and I didn't need it.  

Alexander took me into the house. He carried my only bag and, putting the keys on the sideboard, said goodbye.  

"Call, if anything", - it was just a cliché from him.  

"Of course", I answered the same. Naturally, I was not going to call anyone.  

As soon as the door closed behind the man, I immediately went to the window and, slightly pulling back the curtain, that Alexander really left here .  

Now I could be sure that I was left alone. In someone else's house. In the house of a man I hated. A man who was the only person who could help me. And I had to do everything he wanted to do it.  

The silence was frightening.  

Turning on the lights throughout the house and walking around the rooms, I found there are two bedrooms, a small but cozy kitchen, two bathrooms, an office and a living room.  

The house was small compared to the one in which Artem lived. And yet it's quite cozy for me.  

Taking my bag and going to one of the bedrooms, I decided that I would sleep in it. I liked that there were a lot of windows in this room. I loved daylight. I also liked the big bed and the closet on the whole wall.  

The room was done in beige tones, and that was a big plus. I didn't like bright colors, they annoyed me.  

When I opened the closet, I put on the shelf some of the things I took with me from home.  

Smiling, I thought that Artem would throw them out as soon as he saw them. My "cheap" wardrobe always annoyed him. He didn't hesitate to tell me about it in person.  

Even when he had no right to do so. And now especially ...  

Probably, his honesty and straightforwardness were a plus. He always said what he thought and did not deceive. Only he was able to humiliate in one word. Make anyone gets on their knees.  

Look at people from top to bottom was his favorite pastime. He was always on top.  

Glancing at the huge bed, I froze. The question that came to my mind drove me into a dead end. Will the man sleep with me in the same room? Do I have to share this bed with him?  

It must have been time to laugh hysterically. Maybe he'll fuck me here, but lie down next to me to sleep ... I don't think he will do it.