Page 151 of Enthrall Ecstasy
Standing within his strong, warm embrace, I wished with all my heart that I knew what this man was thinking.
The seamstress continued to fuss over the trim of Rue’s deep green bodice, which was sprinkled with faux diamonds.
Even the light worshipped this submissive—sunrays bursting through the window shimmered over her.
Yesterday, we’d found time to get to know each other when we’d had a casual lunch in the kitchen. It felt good to get to a place where we felt comfortable. That way, we’d be able to push our limits and be honest about our expectations.
“I’ve never been to a ball before.” Rue raised her arms as pins were placed down her left side. “I’m so excited.
“I’m glad.”
The thought of her wandering off into the halls of Chrysalis made my stomach clench. I’d be keeping a close watch over her.
A Chrysalis event meant no expense was spared. Luxurious elements took center stage as new submissives were showcased.
Rue would stand out like a rare gem. Her charisma would keep the attention on her all night.
“When do I get the wings attached?” asked Rue.
“After your fitting,” said the seamstress. “You’re going to look like a Victoria Secret model.”
“They’re all skinny,” Rue retorted.
“Rue, you’re perfect,” I said. “You’re all woman. If I was into worshipping women, I’d have built an altar to you by now.”
Both women stared at me.
“I mean it’s not that I don’t worship you…” I shook my head. “I just do it in my own way.”
“That is the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me,” she whispered.
Where the hell had that come from?
This wasn’t like me.
I wasn’t the romantic type.
Rue’s costume was stunning. Her wings would slow her down with any luck.
Everyone was going to be drawn to her. She was a magnet. At some point in the evening, other guests would flirt and maybe she’d flirt back. She’d probably want to stretch those silver wings and fly off with someone.
I shouldn’t care.
This was the agreement between us.
Locking her up in a castle would be a stellar idea. Not letting anyone see her.
Because that made total fucking sense.
There was a fault line in my heart.
I suddenly realized the awful truth. I’d fallen for her. It was hard to tell when or how or even why.
These feelings were devastatingly different.
Maybe it had been those minutes that had passed between us in the kitchen when she’d made me lunch, nurturing me. I’d forgotten what that felt like.
Or maybe it was the first time I’d found her in Pendulum.
