LOGINIva’s P.O.V.I can’t believe this is happening.My heart is still racing, but not from the panic that was suffocating me only twenty minutes ago. Will always knows how to pull me out of the darkness.And tonight… he has done something I never imagined he would do.“What's next, Madam?” The word Madam sends a strange shiver through me.He is kneeling in front of me, shirtless, his muscular chest rising and falling with steady breaths. The man who commands the world, the man who owns my body and soul, is waiting for me.I swallow slowly, still trying to process the impossible sight in front of me.It feels surreal, almost dizzying. The man who loves control more than anything… is willingly surrendering it.And I know exactly why.He’s doing something he would never even consider doing… just for me. Just to save me from myself. Just to pull me out of that dark place.My chest tightens for a moment. But then something shifts inside me. A small spark. Confidence. Curiosity. Maybe even… mi
Will’s P.O.V.It’s been a few days since the car session. A few days of pretending things are better.A few days of watching her trying to live normally, even though the panic attacks are tearing her apart from the inside.She smiles. She talks. She even laughs sometimes.But I see through it.I see the way her hands start trembling when certain topics come up. The way she gets lost in her world in the middle of a conversation. And at night… It’s worse.She wakes up gasping, clutching at me like she’s drowning and I’m the only thing keeping her above water.It kills me to watch her like that. I want to help her.But I don’t know how.I’ve tried holding her, distracting her by controlling her, punishing her, anything that might pull her mind away from those dark spirals. Sometimes it works for a while.But the panic always finds its way back.Tonight, after dinner, I finally bring it up.“Iva,” I say carefully, sitting beside her on the sofa. “Maybe we should talk to a doctor.”She
Will’s P.O.V. Today, I gave her an order I knew would be nearly impossible to follow. My dominant side wanted her to obey me, but my darker side wanted her to fail. I wanted her to break the rule.Because if she disobeyed, it would give me a reason to push her further. To punish her.And that punishment feels like a solution.Because when she focuses on me… on my commands, my control, my consequences… she forgets everything else. The pain. The memories. The trauma. Even if it’s just for a moment.And I’m so damn tired of watching her suffer. So I’ll do anything to pull her out of that darkness. Now I’m nowhere near ready to end this session. I know something broke her at college today, and I will find out what it was. But first, I give her exactly what she begs for.She wants her pain taken away?I will drown it. I will heal her by making her forget everything except the fire I put in her blood.I miss her submissive side more than I can explain. For so long I have held myself back
Iva’s P.O.V.The dominance in Will's tone sends a different kind of shiver down my spine. I feel the spark of my submissive side flickering back to life, a part of me I thought the tragedy had killed.I love this side of him. It’s the only thing that lets me truly forget the pain."Will..." I try to thrust my hips against him, but he holds me in a tight grip."Did you hear me?" He leans forward and brushes his lips against my ear. "I’m in control of your body right now.""Yes." I moan as he gives a sudden thrust."Yes, what?" He spanks my butt hard with one hand while the other grabs my hair, pulling my head back."Yes, Master.""Good girl."He begins to thrust again in a slow rhythm. He hits the perfect spot over and over, pushing me right to the edge and then slowing down just as I’m about to break. He is torturing me in the most beautiful way. The grief that was a heavy stone in my chest is being replaced by a desperate need."Please," I gasp, my head falling back against his shoul
Iva’s P.O.V.It has been a few days since I started trying to live again, trying to push the pain into a corner of my mind where it can’t reach me. But trauma is a shadow that doesn't know how to leave.However, I’m glad Will is there by my side these days. He’s the best husband. The last lecture bell rings, and I let out a long breath of relief. I can’t concentrate. Teaching used to be my favourite thing in the world, but now it is a mountain I struggle to climb. I find myself zoning out at the chalkboard as the students' faces blur into a sea of white noise. I have to move on. I can't live like this.I pack my things into my handbag. The room is empty now, and the students are hurried off to their next lecture. I walk toward the staff room. I need to grab some notes from my locker before I head home.As I step inside, laughter fills the air."Oh my God, Olivia! I can't believe you're pregnant!" one of my colleagues exclaims with excitement.Another joyful voice follows immediately.
Will’s P.O.V.I had been waiting for this day.Seeing her walk back into the college this morning felt like watching the sun rise after weeks of darkness. After the nightmare we've lived through, seeing her try to reclaim her life felt like a small victory.When I dropped her off, I tried to keep my voice normal, my smile easy, but inside I was holding my breath.I wanted so badly to see my professor again. The confident woman who walks into a classroom and owns it.But I also know the truth. Her loss is huge. Bigger than anything either of us has ever faced. Healing from something like that doesn’t happen overnight, no matter how much we want it to.Still… seeing her step out of the car with her bag hanging on her shoulder gave me hope.So I return to work today too. The first real meeting I’ve attended in weeks. The marketing team was talking about numbers, contracts, and investments, but my mind was somewhere else entirely.With her.Every few seconds, my eyes drifted to my phone k
Iva’s P.O.V.A Week LaterIt’s been days since our first dinner and the night we slept together, and I still can’t get it out of my mind. It felt like heaven. His arms were the safest place I’ve ever been. The night I slept in them was the most peaceful night of my life.Now, we go out more often,
Iva’s P.O.V.After college, I take Will to my place for the first time. I unlock the door with a smile on my face. Yesterday, I visited his place, and today he is visiting mine. It’s starting to feel like something real between us, like we’re slowly blending our lives together, even if we haven’t
Will’s P.O.V.Iva is now lying in my arms again. I feel so much at peace when I hold her close to me like this. I know she is right that we need to talk about our relationship. But I’ve been avoiding it. Every time she brings it up, I distract her, dominate her, punish her, not because I don’t car
Will’s P.O.V.The next day, I’m heading to the classroom, headphones in, thoughts of Iva running through my mind.She spent the night at my place for the first time yesterday, and it still feels unreal.I woke up to the smell of breakfast. She was already in the kitchen, wearing my oversized shirt,







