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Master Drake's Submissive No.41
POV Drake."You killed my daughter! " I gasp as I look at Sierra's mother, not knowing what to say back, everyone's eyes on me, I've got nothing to say. Even if I tried to give her an answer, I couldn't do it. I myself am still struggling to understand what happened. I'd come to see my wife, for God's sake! I certainly didn't expect the scene I witnessed. I can still see all that blood and there's even more on the floor, the cleaning lady hasn't finished cleaning it up yet. I blame myself so much! I feel so pathetic right now, I tell myself that if I'd been there, none of this would have happened. She wouldn't have gone over the railing, I should have been looking after her. After all, marriage isn't a smooth ride, just look at my parents, my father who hates my mother but stays married to her, maybe for all the wrong reasons, but at least he stays married to her. A voice screams at me that it's my fault. The hardest thing for me was learning that my wife was cheating on me, she wa
Master Drake's Submissive No.42
POV Lisa."Get out of here! " I wake up with a start and stare at the ceiling, thinking back to what happened the night before. I'd be lying if I said I expected a different reaction from him, I may not have expected him to jump on the ceiling when he saw me, but I didn't expect him to reject me like that either. I expected, I'm not sure what I expected to be honest. I just wanted to see him, to be with him and know that he was all right, to see the color of his eyes when he came out of that coma. But nothing went as planned. Shouting that I was born in a sea of bad luck, everything I do or touch always ends badly. I pick up the teddy bear lying next to me and hug it. No, to be exact, it's not my fault, it's the fault of this man who wants to destroy my life because of his obsession with me. I hate him so much, I curse the day these people came into our lives and I curse them for the mess they've made of it. First in my father's, then more and more in mine, now in Drake's. Except I'm
Master Drake's Submissive No.43
POV Drake.Mason enters the room and closes the door behind him. I see him sigh and he turns to me, a smile on his face. I let out a sigh and look up at the ceiling. He's lying. Everything about him exudes stress, worry and, above all, he's a terrible liar. He's just pretending so as not to panic me. Except it's no use, I'm already panicking to death. The mere idea of not being able to walk is enough to send me into a tailspin. Not being able to walk would mean losing everything I've got. I've built my reputation on my strength and courage, and not being able to stand and watch all these people go about their lives as if nothing had happened, from a fucking wheelchair, is impossible for me, it would be far too hard. I watch him walk towards me, then he looks away again and turns to the window, to draw the curtains and let the light in. "It's a nice day, why don't you ask a nurse to draw the curtains for you? " "Do you think so? Personally, I can't say since I'm not allowed out, lock
Master Drake's Submissive No.44
POV Ryan.I walk to the elevator doors, Eleanor looks up at me, no doubt to catch my eye, but I look away. When is she going to understand that here in the office in front of all these people, we have to pretend we don't know each other? I'm getting tired of having to tell her the same thing over and over again. So I ignore her and press the elevator button, Drake's personal elevator. I can feel the eyes of all these idiots on me. They're probably wondering what I'm doing, but no one dares to speak to me openly. Good, I might be able to fire one or more people at will, after all, I'm the new boss, right? The doors open and I step inside, leaning against the wall and putting my bag on the floor. A private elevator, no less. I smile sarcastically, I've managed to get control of the company, for a while, while the unshakeable Drake Lancaster recovers from his paralysis due to an emotion he couldn't digest. What did the doctor call it again? A fucking trauma, no less! Paralyzed because of
Master Drake's Submissive No.45
POV Lisa.I watch Ryan leave, he didn't even have the delicacy to apologize. What's happening to him? What's happening to them all? First Drake and now him! And what was he doing here anyway? His office was on the other side of the building, he had no right to be here! Unless, of course, Drake or Mason had instructed him to do something in this office. What the hell do I care? After all, what happens to their family is none of my business, so I don't have to worry about it. I shake my head and walk into my office. All of them. I turn on my computer and pull out the file I came home with last night. My head is in the clouds so much that I'm neglecting my work, so I'm forced to bring it home. I insert my USB key into the computer and start entering the information I've added to the physical file. I stretch after fifteen minutes, already exhausted. Suddenly, I realize that I'm alone; Mason isn't there. He's been avoiding me for days, coming in and staying for just a few minutes. Of cour
Master Drake's Submissive No.46
POV Drake. I look at the empty chair in front of me, I still don't understand what I'm doing here. Everything that's happening right now is just unbelievable! What the hell am I doing here? What the hell is happening to me? Where's the strong, brave, courageous man I've always been? Paralyzed by an emotion I couldn't overcome? What kind of nonsense is this? I'm not like that! I'm not this weak man who needs to see a shrink to get better. There's nothing wrong with me! I'm just fine. I don't need to be here, I don't need to see this guy, I'm fine and that's what I'm going to tell him when he walks into this room. The door opens without me realizing it, and I'm startled when a hand comes to rest on my shoulder. I turn around and meet the gaze of an elderly man wearing glasses and smiling benevolently at me, the first thing that strikes me is that he looks an awful lot like someone I know. "Mr. Lancaster, sorry to have frightened you. " "You didn't frighten me. " He withdraws his han
Master Drake's Submissive No.47
POV Lisa. My head hurts like hell, almost as if I can hear a metal band playing in my head. I run my hand over my forehead with a groan of pain. A ray of light streams through the curtain and I turn to the other side and pull the blanket over my head. My phone starts ringing, waking me up again, so I fumble for it on the bed and see who could be calling me at this hour of the morning. It's actually my alarm, a reflex I've adopted because of my contract with Drake. Drake! I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling, at him, the man who haunts my thoughts day and night. Him, the man I love to death. Him, the man who pushed me away last night and asked me to get out of his life. I close my eyes and think back to the events of the night before, when I saw him lying there last night, I was completely heartbroken, I had to try hard not to cry in front of him. But today it's all coming to the surface and the tears are flowing. I need him so much right now, and even if he doesn't show it, he n
Master Drake's Submissive No.48
POV DrakeI watch the clock move, that unbearable noise it keeps making. Tick-tock, tick-tock, like a countdown to death or the sound of a bomb about to explode. Maybe that's it. Because right now, I'm about to explode. But I had no choice, I panicked when Scarlett came home and asked me all these questions about how my therapy with the doctor was going. I came because if I didn't, she was going to be on my case for the rest of my life, and God only knows how insufferable my sister can be when she gets down to it. The movement of the clock is starting to annoy me. But if I turn my head, it'll be even worse, because I'll have to face this doctor who can probe my soul and guess my darkest secrets. I've been sitting there for over an hour, pretending he's not there. But I can feel his gaze on the back of my neck and hear him tapping the table with his pen. I have to admit, though, that I really appreciate the fact that he doesn't force me to talk; it's as if he's trying to put me at ease
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