When we met.

As her mind was free, body alive, Lindsey danced along to the beat that was roaring wild. Her blond curled locks bounced off of her shoulders and flew in all directions as she dropped to the music. Lindsey just danced with her eyes shut, not caring about what was around her as she just felt completely free, not noticing the mysterious man watching her from afar. 23 and free she thought, no rules, no love, nothing to hold her down, all she had right now was the alcohol and the music and nothing else around her mattered. "Dance with me", Lindsey just kept on dancing without noticing the strange male presence that danced behind her. The man finally grabbed Lindsey's waist and turned her to face him, that's when she realised that she wasn't all on her own and that this man didn't look like he was about to leave on her command. "Let go of me!" she tried pushing this solid brick man away from her, but he was just too strong. "Don't push me away baby", he moved his hands to her lower waist and tightened his grip so that she couldn't move, so that she was stuck in his arms. "I said get off of me!" the man didn't seem to enjoy Lindsey's tone and did something that Lindsey never expected, he raised his hand and struck her across the face. Although Lindsey was drunk she could feel the pain that radiated heat from her cheek and she held it with her cold hand to ease the pain. "Look what you made me do", she tried not to show emotion and instead hit him back in the face with one fowl punch which made him stumble as it caught him off guard. "Why you..." and he stopped speaking, with Lindsey unsure on why she decided to turn around but was caught off guard by a tall dark-haired man that stood behind her facing the man that struck her. "Anything else to say?" the strange man shook his head and ran off too afraid to face this built guy that stood before her. "Thank you", Lindsey looked into the blue-eyed man and smiled for she was grateful for him helping, "it was nothing but wearing something like that and dancing as sexy as you were, will draw attention to the men", he winked at Lindsey and began to walk away. "Wait!" he turned around with a smirk creeping in on his face, "what's your name?" he chuckled and walked over to her taking her by the and leading her away from the dancefloor. They stayed silent as he placed his jacket around her and led her outside, 'this was quick', she thought, "get in or else you'll freeze to death". They drove in silence as the man she did not know wore a smirk on his face and this is the first time Lindsey sat and stared at his complexion. His jaw was fairly chiselled with a body built from stone, his hair a dark brown that flew quite ruffled down his face and his eyes, dam those gorgeous blue eyes. "Do you like staring?" Lindsey blushed as she realised the man had caught her drooling over him and blushed as she looked down, "I still don't know your name", he chuckled again but this time with the hint of the devil and whispered, "you will soon". This just made Lindsey blush more as she didn't know what he had meant by that remark but nevertheless, something in her body liked the sound of it, so she sat quietly for the rest of this mysterious journey. As they arrived at the gates of what Lindsey presumed to be the man's house, she couldn't help but let her jaw drop as she was confronted with a modern, French Chateau style house with luxuries beyond explanation. As the man drove into his garage to park the car Lindsey realised that his garage alone was twice as big as her house and was full of cars that started from the 1970s right up to now. The garage was like a hall and Lindsey couldn't help but admire the luxuries and money spent around her, wondering how much all this would have cost and since it would be a lot she presumed the man that saved her was some sort of millionaire. He took her hand once more and led her through a door that opened up into the grand corridor and if Lindsey was alone, she knew she would have gotten lost the moment she had entered. They walked through multiple doors together hand still in hand until they entered through a door that led to a staircase, the man smirked as he pulled a little harder on her arm to get Lindsey to walk up the stairs with him, step by step and as slow as he could possibly make it. As they both got to the stop the stairs they both stopped at a door that was furthest along the corridor, "I just need to unlock it", the man took out a key and unlocked the door for the both of them to go in. By the atmosphere, Lindsey felt this was an office and as she looked around she knew she was right as there were bookshelves, a desk and around the corner there was a conference room that the man led them to. "Sit down please", Lindsey sat at the one head of the table whilst the man sat at the other end so they were face to face with each other. He slid a staple piece of paper towards her and Lindsey looked up at him whilst bringing the paper towards her, "This is a contract between a male and a female. The contract shall be given to the female by the male in order for the female to understand the new role they must have. This contract is 12 pages long and must be read thoroughly by the female to understand the terms and conditions of being the dominants submissive", Lindsey fell utterly silent until she looked up at the man who had a business face on him now, "you what!".