My phone rang at 7:42 PM.
The screen glowed Master, the name I’d saved for Julian in a moment of wet obedience, back when I thought the title meant something more than ownership. I stared at it through two rings. Three.
The contract didn’t care about my jealousy. It didn’t care that I had seen him asleep with another man’s head on his chest. It didn’t care that my cunt still ached from the dildo I’d f****d myself with while they slept. My thumb pressed accept.
“Elena.” His voice was low, careful, the carefulness of a man who already knew something was wrong. “You're not here yet. Are you okay?”
“Yes, sir.”
A pause. The silence stretched like wire between us, thin and cutting.
“Get here. Now.”
The word now hung unspoken between us, heavy with expectation. I was already in his house t
