Getting punished for my “misbehaviour” at the dinner table was not what I expected, but I wouldn’t say I didn’t like it. Jace texted me to come over to his place after clinical, adding that there was so much we needed to catch up on. I held a goofy smile on my face after reading the message, and I knew tonight would not be like other nights.After work, I drove over to his place as instructed, and as I made my way in, I felt giddy, almost like a schoolgirl about to go meet her crush at the basketball court after school. Usually, the stress of the day leaves me worn and exhausted, so I wouldn’t have the strength to do anything but eat and sleep, but I had so much energy stored up in anticipation of what was to come.I entered the living room, and I didn’t see a trace of Jace anywhere. After calling out to him a few times and getting no response, I dialled his number.The call went through, and he picked up immediately. “Jace.”“Look up,” he said.My head lifted as instructed, and I foun
“Turn around.” He instructed, and I did as I was told, pulling myself up to now be on both hands and knees. I still had my pants and bra on, but I felt exposed to him—even more exposed than I felt days ago in this position.Perhaps that was because Jace didn’t have punishment in mind when he asked me to turn around then, as he does now. He was also naked, whereas now he still stood fully dressed. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me closer to himself, and I heard him take a deep breath.He grabbed a fistful of my cheeks and pulled them apart as if he wanted to penetrate my hole with his tongue. “You are my good girl, but you will get punished if you do not behave yourself.” He said and the next thing I knew, I felt a hard sting on my left cheek.I gasped as pain shot from my cheek to the rest of my body. I tried to pull away, but he didn’t let me; his grip on my waist kept me still.“Do not move!” He said and, as if under some compulsion, I stayed still.He delivered another ha
I woke up to a ray of sunshine flickering over my face, and my lashes fluttered to find Jace already awake beside me. He was quiet and in thought, but as soon as he noticed I was awake, he smiled at me.“Hey.” He pulled me closer so that my body pressed against him, and his chest hair tickled my skin.“Hey!” I giggled. “You’ve been up for long?” I raised my brow.He shook his head and said, “Not for very long.”“You were deep in thought.”His eyes flickered in surprise. “I didn’t know I was that deep.”“You were. What’s on your mind?” I asked, but silently prayed it wasn’t about us unless it was something good. The last time he was deep in thought, it was thoughts of regret, and I didn’t want a repeat of that.Anything but regret.“Work,” he answered, and his cheeks heated. “I should head out, but this bed feels so much better with you in it.” He leaned in and kissed my forehead.I could get used to such a response.“Then stay.” “I can’t.” “Why not? You’re a millionaire.”“Billionair
“Do I have to go?” “No, you don’t, but it would mean so much to me if you came along.” Lyon had informed me about the anniversary of the Biggs industry nationwide last week and invited me to the party hosted at the company, but I forgot about it. It wasn’t my fault; I had a lot in my head. Without the constant reminder, I was bound to forget. The clinical training at the hospital was extended by two extra weeks at the request of the university, which had pushed their resumption to the next three weeks. The reasons were yet unknown, but after a little research and asking a few coursemates at the university, I learnt there was an ongoing outbreak of cold flu at Oxford, and the university was holding off resumption until they could determine containment or vaccines for the flu. It was just two weeks, and I didn’t complain much about the change. We were in the eighth week, and with the added weeks, it would be ten weeks of training in total. We were days into the ninth week already, and
Once I was done meeting with the squad, I told them to enjoy their evening, but Lyon didn’t let me return to my corner with Matt. Not immediately. He hauled me along with him after leaving his friends.“There’s one more person,” he said.“Who?” My brow shot up. Last I checked, those guys back there were all the friends he had. Unless he made others while I was away, which I wouldn’t know about.“The woman I told you about at home. Laura Peterson, remember?”Her name did not click in my brain, but I remembered he spoke about someone, and I nodded, “Yes.”“Good, she’s here. In fact, here she comes.” He told me, and his eyes strayed from mine to the gorgeous woman approaching us. She was tall and elegant and had a charming smile on her face. She carried herself with poise and grace through the crowd, and I saw how Lyon’s smile grew with every step she took towards us.“Hello,” she smiled at him when he came to stand before us.“Laura, hey.” He smiled nervously. I’d never seen Lyon out of
“You have any plans made for your birthday? It’s also the last week of your clinical.” Jordan asked as I dropped from his bike, and we both unfastened our helmets.I had gone out with Jordan on a dinner date after work because it had been a while since we had seen each other. Jace had taken control of my mind and made himself the centre, so I no longer had time for myself and my friends.Jordan reached out to me while I was at work and asked if I was up for dinner much later to catch up on the last few weeks, and I agreed. It turned out he had found a girl he liked, and I was happy to hear that. She was the nurse who came to check on his mother every week. He told me he liked her and wanted to ask her out, but felt hesitant. When I asked why, he told me she was older than him. I told him if he liked her, he should go for it.We laughed, and he asked me if I had finally worked things out with my mystery man. It wasn’t a yes or no answer, and so I told him I was working on it. I told him
I lay in bed with my eyes barely closing when I heard my phone’s message beep go off. I glanced at it, and it was a text from Jace.(You barely acknowledged my presence at the study today.)Received from Jace10:04 p.m.He must have felt the distance.I paused, contemplating the best answer to give him. I didn’t always look at him. That was our policy: to avoid staring at each other in public so as not to get caught in a longing stare. We kept to that public rule, but we always exchanged pleasantries at the very least, and we’ve never acted as if the other person wasn’t in the room.Well, until today.(Yes, last I checked, I was anything but the one.)Sent 10:07 p.m.My reply meant I had eavesdropped on his conversation with Lyon, which wasn’t a good thing, but again, I could not bring myself to care.It was barely a second after I sent the message. My phone began to ring, and the caller ID showed Jace.I groan, knowing very well who I was about to talk to. I couldn’t ignore the call,
I didn’t get a call from Jace for the next few days that went by, not that I expected it. This was his routine: silence when things get too complicated. I had to stop myself from picking up my phone and calling him as well. I had gotten addicted to him in the past month, and he stayed on my mind every night and day. This, though, was never necessary for my mind. I left the ball in his court. If he felt anything for me like I did for him, he’d take the bold step and do what needed to be done. Every day, I prayed he would make the right one. The wait was killing me.As my birthday date drew closer, Jordan and Lyon joined forces to make preparations for it. The party would hold here, but I knew my choice to make the party relatively small would go unheeded. Lyon ignored my request, and it didn’t surprise me. I returned home from work and met them to brainstorm the last few details, and after showering, I joined them to observe them.Jordan and Lyon’s ability to work together came as a sur