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

Freezing in place, I didn't know what to do.  

I didn't expect my man to come to the house right away. We saw each other recently. I have not yet recovered from the last conversation. I didn't have time to gather courage and strength for the second one.  

Artem didn't simplify the situation in any way. He was still standing by the window, making no sound.  
 

At one point, I wanted to quietly, on my toes, turn around and get out of this room. Lie on the bed and close my eyes. Maybe he didn't have time to look around the rooms yet and didn't know I wasn't sleeping?  

Coward. Next to him, I remained the same coward I was two years ago.  

I was afraid to look into his eyes again. I was afraid that if he touched me ... I would feel something. And I did not want to. I did not want to feel. I wanted it to be just an arrangement. Provision of services. Without feelings.  

Taking a deep breath, I made a decision. It was necessary to fight their fears. I had the courage to come to him. I had the courage to offer myself to him. So I must have the courage to do something else.  

"I didn't hear you come in", I cleared my throat as I cleared my throat.  

I didn't want to look at him. But I could not look away. I watched as the man slowly turned to me. His gaze immediately dropped to the place where I was holding the robe with my hands so that it would not come loose. 

Even through the thickness of the fabric, I could feel his gaze on my skin. I felt him burn me.  

"You were in the shower."  

Artem took a step forward, and I held my breath, thinking he was coming towards me. 

But the man turned to the right, and when he opened the bar he took out a bottle of brown liquid.  

I watched him pour the drink into his glass, and then sat down in a chair and took a big sip. 
 

After licking my parched lips, I thought I wouldn't give up a sip of alcohol. I was so nervous that my heart was pounding in my chest.  

I just didn't ask for a glass and I didn't dare.  

"Come to me", was the order. 

Everything inside me is tense.  

"Do I have to wait long?". I was starting to hate his voice.  

It sounded more annoying when I didn't move.  

"No", swallowing my inner protest, I took a step forward . When I went to his office, when I offered myself in exchange for a favor, I had no idea how it would all happen...