“Phase one of confidence training begins now. Do you remember your first lesson?” he said.
Sara muttered grumpily, “Do not walk behind someone, as that is an act of submission, and if you do not intend to submit, do not act submissively.”
“That is correct. So, do you intend to submit?” “Not a chance.”
“That’s my girl,” he said.
Sara followed Derek into the right-wing of the house. After walking through the corridor, he stopped in front of a large white door. He opened it, and inside she saw a tastefully decorated bedroom. The bed was definitely the focal point, being a four-poster, with a large cream-colored canopy draped over top. There was a bench seat by the window, and a large lounge chair placed beside the bed. Derek motioned for her to walk inside, and Sara saw her luggage s
