Chapter 36: Chapter 36

Sana stepped into Oliver's office and felt a rush of adrenaline as he sat straighter and put his phone away. Sana was surprised to learn that little detail about herself. She loved being in control of all Oliver's actions, she wanted him to need her, hence why she'd been researching how to take better care of him as a mistress.

It was funny, she'd always taken care of him and had done almost everything for him in the past, yet she hadn't connected the dot.

Oliver was only reckless because he was looking for something he didn't know he needed, and neither did she.

Sana sighed. She missed her friends and she knew she'd have been able to discuss whatever her issue was with them, especially Bianca. Sana felt if anyone was dominant in the three of them, she wouldn't be surprised if it was Bianca, because she seemed always in control.

Sana had also been seeing Bianca and Sophia together, so she knew they were friends again. It felt like a betrayal, but she couldn't fault them because Bianca never wanted to end the friendship anyway.

Oliver stared at her, his eyes lightening up as if she was the only thing that mattered in his world. Sana was surprised that she wanted to be that and more, hence why she'd drafted the documents that would be sealing their agreement, which was only going to last for a month since they were both testing the water, and if they didn't like it, then she'd just stick to being his girlfriend for the meantime, even tho something in the back of her head was already claiming ownership of him although it was absurd.

She'd always hated that Oliver was so childish, yet now, she wanted him to exhibit more of those characters because it was suddenly cute and endearing. Sana wanted him vulnerable, and dependent, leaving all the decisions to her and just letting her handle and take care of him.

Sana dropped their sales report, and as Oliver made to pick it up, she slid in the BDSM Mistress slave contract on top of the report she'd submitted.

Oliver's gaze snapped up to hers, then back at the document. His hands trembled slightly as he picked up the documents.

"Read through that and if there's something you're uncomfortable with, you can cross it out before signing," she said, watching as Oliver read with total concentration. Sana couldn't stop herself and she reached to trail her finger through his hair and found it satisfying when his tensed shoulders relaxed bit by bit until he seemed content.

"Take your time, Oliver. There's no pressure".

He stared up at her. "It says here that we'd have only one session every week"

"Yes, so it'll be four total sessions, if everything goes well and you please me, then I might choose to renew your contract, but if you don't, then the contract will be terminated".

Oliver nodded, staring back at the contract, an excited look in his eyes.

Sana smiled. "You have until evening to make your decision. You may read the report on how much sales we've made so far now. I'll see you after work" she said, then tugged on his hair sharply and Oliver gasped in surprise, heat flooding his gaze when Sana didn't let up but gazed into his eyes.

"A little incentive to help you make up your mind" she whispered, then leaned closer, biting on his lower lips. Oliver let out a gasp as his hands gripped the edge of his chair, his breath catching in his throat.

Sana pulled back with a smile. "Be a Good boy ok, I'll see you later" she said and walked out of the office. Sana shut the door, then rested against it as she willed her pulse to steady. She placed her hands on her chest, taking deep calming breaths and thinking of other stuff to get rid of her arousal because her core throbbed, and finding relief was the only thing she could think about. Oliver was starting to crawl under her skin, and instead of hating it, or feeling anxious, all it made her feel was excitement.

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Andria took a deep breath, stared at her ringing phone then picked in resignation.

"Dad, is there something wrong?"

"Andria, daughter, are you doing ok, is work going well".

Andria's heart surged within her chest and she gripped the phone tighter. "Is there something wrong... Please don't tell me you got into trouble with the law again... How much do I have to pay this time to get you out of trouble" she got out, frustration lacing through her voice.

"You're being really rude to your father Andria, Is this what I get for sending you to school, who worked so hard for you to get a good life huh? They pay you so much at that job of yours, and yet you complain every time I call. You're such an ungrateful child".

Andria exhaled through her mouth, clenching at her desk. "I'm sorry for speaking out of turn, but this month has been hard for me. I had to cover Ava's tuition just last week, and mom needed some money to stock up her store, I'm practically penniless. I had to bail you out last month, so I'm sorry but I won't be able to help out if you got into trouble again" she said in exasperation, the anger she felt for having so much burden thrust on her suffocating her even as she struggled to listen to her father yelling through the phone of how cruel she was, how he should have never sent her off to school and should just have married her off.

"I'm at work right now, can we talk when I get off, maybe you don't know but we've been placed under competition and I might lose my job this month because my department is not making enough sales," she said, her throat clogging up.

The line went quiet for some seconds. "I can't believe you can't even keep a job. Send me some money. I'm owing some guys some debt, and they've threatened to raid your momma's store. You have to help me if you want to keep Ava and your momma safe".

Andria fought the urge of screaming or just stand up and smashing everything to hell. "I'll send you your damn money, and that's it for this month. Stop calling me" she said and threw her phone across the office, regretting it immediately the phone flew out of her hand and smashed into the wall.

Her vision blurred even when she tried to take a calming breath to steady her nerves.

A cup of coffee dropped onto her desk, and she stared at the cup, the familiar hand wrapped around them, then continued further until she saw the man she hadn't wanted to admit she missed since they had broken up.

Andria wanted to throw her arms around him just to feel the connection they'd once shared that had been hard to deny, she wanted the comfort he bought to her chaotic life but she knew she'd pushed him away, just as she always seemed to do with those closest to her.

"I don't want to break up," he said, staring challengingly at her. Andria's heart skipped, then thudded. "I've tried to live without you and it sucks. I miss you. I miss us."

Andria burst into tears, unable to stop the choking feeling from surfacing. Jonathan rushed towards her, cradling her in his arms as she cried into his shirt.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you I was just so angry that's why I asked us to break up, and I know now that it was wrong of me to do that, please forgive me, Andria, can you give me another chance."

Andria gazed at him, her throat closing up. "I should be the one apologizing. I was under so much pressure and I took it out on you. I also accused you and Sophia of stuff I knew you both would never do. I'm so sorry Jonathan, please forgive me" she said and Jonathan pulled her closer, giving her the comfort she needed.

"I should have been more supportive. Let's keep staying together Andria. I promise to do better. I'll take care of you" he promised and Andria nodded Into his shirt, clutching and inhaling the scent of him until she felt calm.