Lucius’ POV
“Arius, sit down!” I commanded as he kept up his steadfast glare at the door of my office. He had been giving me the silent treatment since I had revealed why I had impulsively drugged him the other day. Which he was also not thrilled about.
He continued to hold my eye contact, toying with the idea of defying me. It wasn’t long until he sauntered over to the red, velvet chair opposite my desk, probably due to the fifty lashes I gave him yesterday for raising his voice at me. He was always much more submissive after a brutal reminder of his place.
He flopped down in the chair like a moody teenager, but the relentless glaring persisted. He didn’t take the news that I drugged him to use him as bait for my own gain all that well.
“Have you calmed down yet?” I challenged him but
