Page 74 of Don't Leave Me

He shook his head at me, still brooding. “What am I going to do with you, Hana?” he wondered, narrowing his eyes at me.

I felt like I needed to answer him. “I’ll do anything you want, sir. I’ll submit to you completely. I’ll do whatever you tell me to. I’m so sorry,” I choked out. “Sir,” I added, catching my breath.

I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth, but it was obvious that I would do anything just to keep him, just to make him happy again. It seemed to catch his attention though; his eyes softened and he stopped pacing, then slowly walked to the couch and sat down, putting his elbows to his knees.

“You’ll submit to me completely. Do you know what that means?” he questioned.

I bit my lip. I really didn’t understand it completely, so I was honest.

“Not entirely, sir. Can you please explain it to me?”

He seemed pleased with my answer.

“Come here, sit with me,” he said softly, patting the area on the couch beside him.

I quickly walked to the couch and sat next to him, my heart racing as he stared at me with a mysterious gaze. He sat back, looking a little relaxed, and put his arm over the back of the couch behind my shoulders.

“When you submit to me completely, you let me tell you what to wear, what to eat, what to do at any given time; you’ll make no decisions for yourself unless I tell you to do so,” he explained, raising his eyebrows.

I don’t know what my reaction looked like, but I felt like that was utterly impossible for me to do – but if that’s what he wanted, then I would make it happen. But he answered before I could respond.

“That’s not what I want, Hana. I like that you challenge me, that you sometimes disobey,” he said lightly, almost teasingly. “But I do want to set some rules,” he went on, his face straight now.

I nodded, waiting for him to go on, still nervous.

“I want you to stay with me. We’ll go pack up some of your things at your apartment and you can get settled into my place,” he instructed.

This was a rule?!For me, this was the best news in the entire world –I get to be with Michael all the time!

“Yes, sir,” I smiled, nodding.

“You’ll let me check your phone when I ask,” he went on.Well, that’s understandable…“And you’ll never, ever speak to Jack again,” he finished, his voice stern again.

I nodded immediately. Those were reasonable rules. “Yes, sir,” I responded sweetly.

Michael licked his lips and stared down at me intently. “I’m serious, Hana. If he ever tries to contact you again, you tell me and I’ll take care of it,” he continued.

I nodded again.

“And one more thing,” he started again, his voice soft. “We’ll be completely open and honest with each other. No being passive aggressive or stubborn. We’ll talk about our problems and work them out,” he explained, his eyes widened a little, staring at me hopefully.

I nodded. “I can do that, sir,” I said, almost feeling like I was about to burst;I somehow didn’t fuck this all up, and now this relationship is getting even more serious.

Michael smiled, satisfied with my answer.

“Take the rest of the day off and go home and pack. I’ll meet you at your apartment,” he ordered, standing up and walking back to his desk.

“Do you want me to packeverything?” I questioned as I stood up as well.

He turned to me and shrugged. “Everything that you think you’ll need,” he answered. “Clothes, books, records. I’ll get you more painting supplies and anything else you’ll need,” he nodded nonchalantly.

I had literally hundreds of books and records. Moving would take a lot more than one trip.Holy crap, I’m moving in with him. What about Billie? What about my apartment and my things? Maybe this is only temporary?

“Okay,” I nodded, wondering if I should have added a ‘sir,’ but Michael didn’t seem to notice.

“I’ll see you at your apartment in a bit,” he said as he sat down at his desk, preoccupied with something on his laptop now.

“Yes, sir,” I smiled, quickly leaving his office.

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