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

I ran around the room in panic. I was trying on the tenth outfit and still could not decide. I wanted to look not just good, but chic. Luxuriously. I wanted to eclipse everyone around. And I didn't even doubt that it would overshadow anyone.

Artem invited me to a restaurant, and I'm sure it will be a place not like where I've been before. It won't look like anything to me at all, because I'm going out into the world with him for the first time. In a public place. And it can only mean one thing - he is not ashamed of me. He does not hide me and does not hide from anyone. And now I need to do everything not to hit the dirt in the face. To fully and completely meet it.

At exactly nine o'clock I heard a car stop near the porch. The last time I looked at myself in the mirror, I was more than happy with my appearance. I was wearing a tight black dress, which successfully emphasized the figure. Sophisticated and elegant. And red lipstick, earrings and heels gave the appearance a special shine.

I left the house as gracefully as I could, smiling like on the red carpet. My smile faded, it was worth seeing not Artem, but Alex.

"The boss was late for negotiations, so he will come to the restaurant immediately",  the man reassured me, but I still froze. The driver understood this, so he did not try to strike up a conversation during the trip.

I wonder how the evening will go, if everything went wrong. Not the way I wanted, anyway.

The car stopped near the most fashionable and expensive restaurant in the city. Any girl in my place would probably jump for joy, but I was upset that I had to enter alone, not accompanied by ... my man.

"They're waiting for you at that table", the waiter pointed, passing me forward. And he walked behind.

In fact, Artem was already sitting still, but he just glanced at me because he was talking to someone on the phone. I wasn't even sure if he was impressed by my appearance. Or he looked at people like me, who now did not perceive at all what seemed so elegant to me.

Well, he may not have liked it, but I probably understood that I looked good. As I walked to our table, most of the men did not hide their interest, and dripping saliva accompanied me with their eyes.

"You look great", Klimov said, hanging up. Just when I almost lost hope.

"Thank you", I was so pleased that a smile blossomed on my lips.

"If ready, we can make an order", Artem put down the menu and called the waiter.

"Ready", I nodded, "just order at your discretion."

Apparently out of generosity or simply because he did not know that I will eat, Klimov ordered almost the entire menu. And wine to clearly reduce the degree of inconvenience.

Of course, I understood that he felt like a fish in water in such places, but I could not say anything like that about myself. But after half an hour and two glasses of wine, life began to play with new colors.

"Did you like the evening?". There was a sudden question. And it looked like it was over.

"Even very", I said, a little sad that the tale was coming to an end, "it's very tasty". I didn't lie. Everything was so delicious that if it weren't for the manners, I would have ordered it with me, but it's probably not accepted in such places.

"Then it will be necessary to come here once again", I expected that he will continue a phrase, having frozen on a place, "with you". Artem understood everything and said what I wanted to hear, and I smiled.

He called the waiter and, whispering something in his ear, paid off.

"Will you drive me home ... or Alex?". I asked uncertainly, not wanting to hear the last option.

Klimov looked at me strangely at that moment.

"I", I exhaled directly when I heard it, "you while go, get in the car. She will now be brought to the entrance. I'll be there in a couple of minutes."

It was a very strange request, and it embarrassed me, but I did not object. I did as me man wanted.