“Did you bring me to some kind of public dungeon?” I asked in a whisper.
He was two seconds away from a hysterical attack and I didn't understand exactly why, although I could imagine that my annoyance came from not including me in the plans. She was a woman who liked to handle certain things and exposing herself in front of strangers was one of them.
"What is the problem?" His question threw me off. “You gave your word that this week you would succumb to me, so I don't understand what your problem is.”
I was about to tell him a million things, but he was right. I had given him my word and agreed to whatever he wanted to do, so I bit my tongue and swallowed my pride. That made him laugh and we finally got out of the car and walked into the restaurant.
There, a young woman dressed in a
