Kayla's pov
A sharp knock awakens me. I groan silently, thinking it will make the person go away, but the person didn't stop knocking rather increasing the tempo of the knocks. Before I can react, the door swings open.
"Get your ass up," Adrian's commanding voice echoes through the room.
My eyes open immediately, and there he is standing casually in my room. He's also dressed casually too.....
"What the hell?" I mutter, pulling the covers tighter around me.
Adrian strides into the room, his movements predatory. "You don't get to sleep in, Isabella. Not in my house, and certainly not in my world."
"Ever heard of knocking?" I snap, sitting up.
"I did. You ignored it." His eyes rake over me, and I suddenly feel exposed despite being covered.
"What do you want?" I demand, trying to match his intensity.
Adrian's smirk is cold and sharp. "Lesson one starts today."
"Lesson one?"
He steps closer and climbs on the bed, the bed goes down slightly under his weight as he leans in towards me. "The agreement is that you work for me right? Well well , here comes your job."
My stomach twists as his words sink in. "I thought you were joking about… whatever this is."
"I never joke," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "Get dressed. Something comfortable."
I want to argue, but the look in his eyes stops me. I reluctantly get out of the bed, head to the closet to find something "comfortable" to wear.
I dress in a tank top and palazzo and head out to meet him. He looks at me and nods. I guess he likes it.
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He takes me into the room and calls it the RED ROOM. It's filled with black leather chairs , a desk and seducing type of lighting. But what sent chills through my body are the accessories, they are a whip, ties, oils, blindfolds, a ball shaped thing, a long rod that has straps and many other things I don't even know.
"uhmm... What's this?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
Adrian picks up a silk tie, running it through his fingers. "This is your training ground. You're here to learn obedience, Isabella. Submission."
My mouth goes dry. "Submission?"
He steps closer, his eyes never leaving mine. "Don't be shocked, you signed up for this . Or did you think I was looking for a secretary?"
I can't think of a response. My mind is spinning, but Adrian gives me no time to process.
"Lesson one," he says, his tone soft but firm. "Obey without question. Kneel."
I look at him shocked, I didn't hear well, "huh"
"You heard me."
I stare at him, my mouth unable to speak. " You must be out of your mind".
Adrian's expression doesn't change. He steps closer, and I feel the heat radiating off him. "Kneel, Kayla Or this arrangement ends now."
His voice is calm and cool, and the threat is definitely real. Reluctantly, I kneel on the soft carpet.
"Good girl" he says, circling me like a predator . "Lesson two: trust me."
Before I can react, he's behind me, tying my wrists with the straps.
"What are you doing?" I ask, my voice shaky and breathy
"Teaching you how to ba a good girl," he whispers into my ear
My body is pretty much shaking. Adrian's touch is doing strange things to me.
"You're shaking baby girl"
"who wouldn't? I'm just kneeling here like a goat waiting for slaughter"
He reaches out, his fingers tracing a line along my jaw and circling my lips. "Lesson three: control."
"Am I forgetting how to breathe"
"This is control, my fiery dove "he says softly,
My heart races as he leans in, his lips brushing over my cheek. It's not a kiss, but it's enough to set me on fire.
"Every touch," he whispers, "every command… you'll learn to crave them."
I hate the way my body reacts to his words and under his touch
Adrian pulls back, "Stand."
I obey, my legs shaky as I rise to my feet.
"Good," he says, stepping back. "That's enough for today."
"That's it?" I ask, confused.
"For now." He walks over to the desk and pulls out a wad of cash, tossing it on the bed in front of me. "Your payment."
I stare at the huge cash. "You're paying me for… this?"
Adrian smirks. "Of course. This is a job, isn't it?"
I don't move to pick up the money, and Adrian sighs. "Take it,kayla. You'll need it."
Reluctantly, I take the money
"Tomorrow, we shall continue," he says, his tone leaving no room for argument.
As I leave the room, my body and mind is pretty shaken up.
Adrian's POV
She's stubborn, yes . I admire her courageousness, it intrigues me
Kayla isn't the type to break. But she will bend.
I'll make her .
fuckkkkkkk, everything about her drives me crazy. it took every ounce of self control to not strip her naked and fuck her dirty.
she can't know that I find her attractive, else her misbehaviour might increase.
I'll make her want me, crave me. she'll be the one coming to me, begging me to fuck her pussy so hard and deep. when that time comes, trust me not to disappoint