𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 (𝟏𝟖+)

𝟐𝟏 || 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

D O M I N I C:

I've always been a man of control.

I was taught that emotions are a sign of weakness. I switched that button off a long time ago, never allowing any form of emotion to take over or cloud my judgment.

I achieved everything in this life by following this rule with two simple steps on the way - be precise and patient.

I never lose my cool or succumb to impulsiveness, that's a weak move and something you will never see me do.

My plan is simple- survive and conquer. Being precise and composure is what successfully made me the man I am today.

And I was following these simple rules just fine before Athena King stepped into my world like a tornado and smashed all my principles into the ground.

Here I am now, a grown-ass man who rules operations for billions of dollars and somehow little Miss Rebel is successfully finding a way to distract me.

It's ridiculous, humiliating even to admit that I was slowly losing every remaining drop of control I have left in my body. She drained every drop from me with her meager stay here.

And if that's not the living proof of how early I lost the battle with myself when it comes to her I don't know what is. In my imagination, Athena King is my hostage, but in reality, she is far from this. A fucking hostage of mine is going to be held chained and tortured every second of the day and Athena King is living the life of a princess under my roof.

She asked me if she could attend my birthday celebration looking at me with her siren eyes and even though I told her I'd think about it, I was damn sure as hell right there on this table that she will attend.

She was supposed to be a prisoner, an instrument to use as a part of my revenge, and yet here I am, surrounded by people at my fucking birthday party, making senseless conversations while all I can think about is whether the little rebel will leave her door unlocked for me. Will she let me corrupt her completely?

I find myself asking does she regrets what happened between us and that's quite odd. I don't usually put my mind to waste on shit like caring about the emotions of women I'm involved with.

But I'll be straight-up lying if I say that this little interaction between us wasn't the hottest out-of-this-fucking-world experience I've ever had with a woman, and believe me I have too fucking many to compare it with.

How pathetic does it sound that the most body-rocking orgasm was given to me by a virgin who had never even seen a cock in her life before mine?

She was sucking the life out of me with her mouth, she wanted it as much as I wanted it and it was written on her innocent face. She is bringing something deep and possessive out of me and I want to push further.

I catch myself looking down at the gold watch on my wrist too fucking often, even pitifully I would say, and that time did not pass any faster. I was surrounded by people celebrating my birthday and I had to find strength to tolerate them when all I wanted was to sneak upstairs to Athena's room and find out what decision she had made.

The image of her on her knees for me was imprinted in my head and I fear I will have it there till my last day.

She is wild, unbridled, crazy, and at that moment when she was obeying me I can swear in my life that she was looking at me as if she was ready to give me anything I asked of her as if I was her God.