08 - Fred

I was sure Madeleine would skin me alive after that day.

She had taken the trouble to convince me to be less than indifferent, had accepted my own invitation to a breakfast, and had an unfriendly expression on her face after I warned of an unforeseen event and that I could no longer accompany her to the cafe. In the middle of the street, while we continued walking with my bodyguards always on alert, I received a call from my private driver, warning that Rebecca would be in danger.

I must have crossed the city in record time, driving at high speed to get home, only to find Rebecca fainted and receiving help from my private doctor. He was already suturing the wound when I arrived, but it was completely pale and her lips cracked. The blood should have vanished from inside her for a long time, maybe it still was, considering the doctor's haste to finish the work.

And during those tense moments when my submissive was placed on the dining table so that the doctor had a firm place to take ca