Love is a lie

Love is a lie

Jon

The Dungeon room is the safest place in the house to talk about what I want with Hazel. I put on ordinary jeans and a black long-sleeved shirt. I sit down in my armchair. As long as that she-devil doesn't come home, no one will have dinner.

I hear the door handle turn just as I light a cigarette. The ambient light is diffuse and amber, it's a bit dark. I don't look to see Hazel come in, I just wait for her to address me. I don't want to talk too much since she's disobeyed me and the contract.

"Good evening, Jonathan.  " She says quietly as she sits down on the bed where I had a wonderful fellatio earlier. Too bad it wasn't with her.

I hear the loud sound of her headphones, is she listening to music today? Something I've never seen her do, at least not with headphones on. I can even hear the song playing that repeats a refrain: "Love is a lie."

" Can you take this off to listen to it