VLADIMIRI can't believe where I am standing right now.Linda Chapin. I read the name outside the door. I sighed before finally going inside the clinic. I've been here before with Yvonne. At that time, I was just indulging her. I felt guilty for triggering her anxiety, the reason why I agreed to come with her.I thought it would be easier for her to go through a session if she knew she wasn't alone.But now, I came here in my own accord. I wanted to know if I could be cured."Mr. Lewis," the doctor offered a welcoming smile when she saw me. "I'm glad you're back.""I brought the results of my lab tests," I handed her the envelope where the papers were."I see," she took it while motioning the chair with her other hand. "Please take a seat. Let me check these first."I sat quietly while watching out for her reaction. But she remained neutral. I guess it comes with her job."Your lab results came out normal," she stated after a while. She looked at me behind her glasses. "It means your
YVONNEI fiddled with the phone Vladimir gave me. It took a while to familiarize myself with it as it is more modern than Cora's. It's also from a different brand but I soon got the hang of it.I haven't thanked Vladimir for this, though. He had been busy the past few days. He doesn't seem to be avoiding me anymore. We still see each other but only for short periods of time. If I wake up early, I eat breakfast with him. The same goes for nights when he comes home early. We eat dinner or drink wine together before retreating to our bedrooms.Our relationship became more casual. But we hadn't talked about what happened. Sometimes I am itching to ask about the ring I found but his reaction from that day stops me from doing so.I am also tempted to dig into it, especially now that I have internet access but I don't want to make the same mistake.I realized I didn't want to break his trust. I didn't have plans to escape either. I am probably doomed but this must be the best place for me.I
YVONNE"How have you been?" Dr. Linda asked, a ready smile on her face."Uhm, just fine," I muttered.She checked the results of the tests I had undergone. They all came out normal. She told me I have no hormonal imbalance whatsoever."Would you mind if I ask about your relationship with your husband?" she asked.I chewed on my bottom lip. I think it's a bad idea to have the same therapist for us. Why haven't I thought of that before? Now I'm afraid to tell her anything without thinking it might reach Vladimir."Uhm, it's... okay?" I answered hesitantly for the lack of things to say. Should I tell her about our contract marriage? Am I allowed to do that?"Can you tell me more about it? How's your sex life?" she asked.My cheeks heated up profusely as memories of our last bout rushed inside my perverted mind. It almost instantaneously racked my body temperature up."Uhm, what about it?" I asked, trying so hard to dodge the question but she wouldn't let me off the hook, would she?"How
YVONNEI felt exhausted when I got home. The session only lasted for an hour and a half, but I felt like it drained the living crap out of me. It was both mentally and emotionally taxing.I slumped on the couch in the living room, kicking my heels off my feet. I didn't think I had enough energy to make it to my bedroom, so I stayed there for a while, just staring into nothingness.The rumbling of my stomach woke me to a start. I blinked. It took a while before I realized that I had fallen asleep on the couch. I stretched and tilted my head from side to side. My neck felt a little stiff from the uncomfortable sleeping position.It was already dark outside. I can see the city lights from the glass wall of the penthouse. It would have been pitch dark inside if not for the automatic lighting system in Vladimir's unit.I went to the kitchen to eat. Cora usually prepares dinner before she leaves. I just have to reheat them in the microwave. I glanced at the watch while waiting for the food.
YVONNE"Why don't you join me instead?" I asked in my rehearsed, sultry voice.A seductive smile was painted on my lips as I stood proud in front of him. I have long forgotten about the cold. His piercing gaze on me was enough to pull my body temperature up. Now my skin felt burning under his scrutinizing gaze.I slowly walked to where he was standing. He remained there, watching me as I approached him. I stopped just a few inches away from him."Come on, Vlad," I muttered. "Let's take a dip. The water's nice.""Bullshit," he whispered which made me burst out in laughter. I think the effect of the wine still lingers in my body."Let me turn on the heater, then," I said, still chuckling."Sure," he lazily drawled, his eyes never leaving mine.I pouted. I didn't miss the sarcasm in his voice. Why though? How long does it take to heat an entire pool? Does it take hours? Ugh.I was already imagining how nice it would be to cuddle with him in the water under the clear night sky. I sighed.
VLADIMIRHow many times does she have to remind me of my impotence?Just looking at her fills me with this unbearable need. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to wake my buddy up.I wanted to laugh at how she was miserably failing to pretend like the cold wasn't bothering her. I can see how her lips turned blue. The water must be freezing cold but it must be what I needed right now after seeing her almost naked.Fuck. What is she trying to do?Who in their right mind will swim outside in the middle of fall? And she's only wearing her goddamn panties!Well, I guess it makes two of us since I agreed to swim with her. After the long day that I had, perhaps a swim will ease the tension in my body. I didn't stop until my limbs felt numb.I leaned at the edge of the pool while catching my breath. Then I decided to join her in the hot tub.Her eyes burned with desire as she stared me down. Damn this woman! Does she know what she's doing to me? I grabbed our drinks before deciding to join her.
YVONNE"Who are you, then?" I slurred.Damn. I'm drunk. I can feel my head spinning. The way he suddenly grabbed me only made it worse. Ugh. I almost finished the whole bottle!"I'm no hero," he coldly stated, bringing me back to the present."You are my hero!" I insisted."I am not a good man, Yvonne," he slowly stated, as if he wanted to reiterate what he meant to my thick skull.But I didn't understand. Or maybe I just didn't care. All I know is how I suddenly liked being called by that name. I love how the syllables roll on his tongue."You are," I nodded to convince him otherwise. "You just don't know it. No, you're trying to hide it, but deep inside," I pointed at his chest.Damn, it's hard. I was suddenly tempted to caress it. Shit, Yvonne. Stop it. I shook my head."Deep inside, you are a good man," I murmured. My thoughts are already heading elsewhere. I slowly slid my index finger down his pec.He grabbed my finger, pulling it away from his chest."You don't know what you're
YVONNE"It happened five years ago," he said.Five years ago?! My whole body was alerted when I heard what he said. Five years ago...Does that mean the death of his wife was connected to his erectile dysfunction? Was it the root cause of it?I gulped, bracing myself for what he was about to say.He kept quiet but I waited for him to say something. I didn't want to rush him. I could only guess how hard this must be for him. I could just imagine the trauma of accidentally killing someone you loved."I used to live the BDSM lifestyle," he began after a long stretch of silence between us.What does BDSM have anything to do with his wife's death? I wanted to ask but I decided to just listen to him."I discovered it when I was younger," he stated while staring into the dark horizon. "Some people that I used to work with introduced me to the community.""I was hesitant at first. It was something out of the norm," he paused. "But I felt compelled to attend to attend private parties due to wo