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"How could you think she would like it?"


His eyes were cold. "Because many women do."


I felt as though he'd slapped me. "How?" I gasped. "How could someone like it?"


"You'd be surprised." He said dryly.


"But…it's just so degrading."


"That's societies influence on your mind talking, Olivia." Jace pushed himself up from the bed. "You don't know anything about it so don't pretend you do."


His back was to me now and he was walking away. He was walking away and my heart was pounding so hard in my chest it hurt. I felt as though it was moments away from being ripped from my flesh to pound against the immaculate marble of his floor. I couldn't let him walk away. I had to make a decision and before I knew it, I was speaking.


"I want it, Jace." He froze in place and his shoulders stiffened. "I want to be your submissive."


Chapter 4


There was no way I'd heard her right. Olivia wanted to be my submissive? She loathed that side of me. The side that craved dominance over another. Over everything. There was no way I heard her right. I had to be delusional. Maybe I was still slightly drunk from the night before. That would explain my suddenly overactive mind. There was just no way.


"What did you just say?" I felt my eyes narrow on her.


Her voice was quiet. She sounded unsure and self-conscious but her eyes were stubborn. "You heard me."


"Say it again."


"I want to be your submissive." She said strongly. Determinedly.


In two seconds flat, I closed the distance between us. I splayed my hand over her hip while the other wound around the back of her neck. I weaved my hand in her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to look up at me. I didn't know what to feel in regards to her words. There was a part of me that was screaming for fucking joy. But, there was another part of me that was furious. Livid. Raging. How dare she want to subject herself to my wicked ways! She deserved so much more. She knew she deserved more. Surely she did? Damn it! I knew she deserved more.


"Why, Olivia?" I ground the words from between clenched teeth. In response, her body shuddered under my possessive touch.


Her eyes misted, but through the shine, I could see only steely determination. "I don't want to lose you."


Fuck. She thought she had to do this so she didn't lose me? Stupid woman! "You're not losing me, Olivia. I'm not going anywhere and neither are you."


"It's not just that." I could hear the tremors in her voice and I wanted to quell them. I needed to.


"What else is it?" I asked. I had to know.


"I want to be everything you need." She said with conviction. "I need to be everything you need. Please don't push me away. I've made up my mind. I want this."


Did she? Had she? Did she even know what she was getting herself into? Did she know what she would have to give up in order to become my submissive? Did I know what I needed from her? I'd never had a submissive I cared for the way I cared for Olivia. Of course I didn't want anything bad to happen to them, but I didn't care one iota for the emotional traumas they may suffer at my hand. But, I knew I would care for Olivia's.


"Do you know what being a submissive entails, Olivia?" I asked. I could see by the uncertainty in her eyes that she in fact, did not.


"No," her voice was shaky. "But I'm sure I could figure it out."


"It takes training." My voice was husky. I was getting turned on. I was a sick-minded fuck who should be shot. But, I couldn't bring myself to stop. "Are you prepared for that?"


"Yes."


"Are you certain?"


For a minute, she didn't move or speak or breathe and I thought maybe I'd convinced her in some weird way to run from this idea. But then she spoke. "I'm sure."


"All right." I released her and a rush of breath left her lungs.


"All right?" She questioned. "What does that mean?"


"We'll begin as I usually begin." I stated factually. "There are grounds we need to establish, Olivia, before we jump into this."


"What grounds?"


"I need to know what you can and cannot handle." I walked into the closet, leaving her standing naked in my room before snatching a white satin housecoat I'd purchased for her before I'd been forced to walk out of her life. I hadn't been able to find the ability to rid my house of the clothing I had purchased, and I was grateful for my weakness. As much as I would have loved her to walk around my house naked, I didn't think she would be comfortable with it. Especially under the current circumstances.


I walked back into the bedroom in time to catch Olivia staring at her dress in horror. "What happened?"

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