He had his back to me and so I crept towards him, walking on my toes. I stood behind him and I placed my hand on his shoulder. I had only meant it as a playful gesture but then he turned to me. I stepped back immediately.
My mouth widened my I saw his eyes. They had turned dark and blazing with fury. I dropped my hands to my side, and my face towards the floor. I took a peek at him, wondering how I could have caused such an hostile reaction.
"Where are you coming from?", he asked in an annoyed voice and I caught the whiff of alcohol on his breadth.He was now fully turned to me. His black hair was not shiny tonight, it was in disarray and his eyes were brewing with anger. He had his jaw set in a grim line while his furious gaze remained fixed at me. I began to fidget.
It has been a while since I've seen him so angry, since I have seen that hatred dominate his eyes. It has been so long that I did not even know how to behave with him.
"Won't you answer me?!", he boomed and I remembered that he had asked me a question. What did he ask again?
I blinked, trying to remember what he said when he began to move closer to me. Out of fear, I began to step away, my breadth in a mess.
"Please, I don't know what I have done. Calm down, please don't be angry"
"Where were you last night?", he asked and my body shook with the tremor of his deep voice. I quickly shook my head.
"I came but you were not in here. I couldn't take the risk to stay here when any other person could come in.", I ranted on. "And I wanted to tell you something, I think we should keep some distance for now due to--
"Keep shut!", he snapped and I clamped my lips closed immediately. He took another step closer to me and bend his head to look directly into my eyes.
"Who told you anyone can come into my room?", he asked but I could not reply due to my anxious status. I shook my head vigorously. But then he suddenly took my neck in his hold. My eyes widened as he tightened his grip.
"And let me make something clear to you, while I still remain in The Oak, I own you. I am your master and your owner, you belong to me, body and soul, and only I decide when to end this. Is that fucking clear?", he raised his voice at the last sentence and I quickly nodded.
"Now strip.", he ordered.
But I did not know why, something out of his speech made me suddenly calm. I turned around and I took my time to loosen my chest wrap, my actions slow and intentional. I unwrap my wrapper too and I spent my time staring at it as it rolled down waist, exposing my butt cheeks and my thighs. Then I turned to face him.
His eyes was heated with lust that mirrors mine and I relished in his uncontrollable desire for me. I stepped closer to him until there was hardly any space between us and I placed my hand in his chest. When I felt him shake with want, I knew I had found my weapon against him, my arrogant master.
"Is this okay, my lord?", I muttered in a low voice, staring into his face, meeting his cold stare with my warm one.
"You're tempting me", he stated. I smiled.
"Don't fight it, my lord. I'm only yours.", I said before our lips met.