12• Sullivan.

The Next Morning.

"You are awake?" Ginevra called entering my room while I continued brushing my hair, feeling the bristles as they moved across my scalp. The repetitive motion was calming, and I found myself focusing on the sound of the brush moving through my hair. It was almost like a meditation.

"You look good with that style."Ginevra smiled walking over to me since I didn't give her a reply.

"Thank... You." I mentioned dropping the brush on the dresser.

"Today is Friday, and as you know, Mum and Dad will arrive home late, so be cool with Micah, okay?" She instructed. "Even though I know she isn't cool," Gin added and I smiled.

"Okay. You too, be careful with moving out with your boyfriend every Friday." I returned not making eye contact with her because she was staring at me from the mirror.

"Says my elderly brother." She teased. "I will be going now. See you tomorrow." She kissed my cheek and I acted a bit sensitive to the kiss which she didn't notice.

Ginevra walked out of my bedroom with her usual skimpy dress and heels which she usually wears every Friday because of her sixth boyfriend. Well, that's Gin for you, and I'm glad I ain't sexually attracted to her because she's the best sister anyone would ask for.

As Gin's footsteps faded away, I heard her instructing someone. I recognized her voice and knew it must be Micah she was talking to.

The thought of last night suddenly became visible to my brain and I couldn't help but grin at the thought.

"I was curious what could have made Master Sullivan smile so broadly," Micah said as she entered my room. I straightened my expression and looked at her blankly.

"Knock next time," I said, avoiding eye contact with her.

"Your sister is gone." She reminded me. "Quit the acting." She adds in.

"Is this a petty fight because of last night?" I scoffed, hoping to rile her up.

"What happened last night?" She acted ignorant as she rested her shoulder against the door. "You should know better than spurting nonsense." She fired hotly at me. "Anyone could hear you." She says rolling her eyeballs against me.

"I will say what I choose to say," I told her. "But I appreciate your smartness." I complimented.

"Act your dominant when we're in that underground room of yours. Right now; I need you to go back to the known Sullivan Stone." Micah commanded and I smiled secretly, enjoying her sassiest behavior.

"Will you help me get up then?" I asked.

Micah hissed. "When I mean go back to your autistic state, I didn't mean you should forget about your senses." She fired. "I'd be waiting downstairs. Dominant master Sullivan." She added walking away, and I know how much I had enjoyed just the view of her and her sarcastic statements.

I stood up and strode out of my bedroom following Micah to the dining room to have breakfast.

When we got to the dining, our meals were set on the table and Micah pulled the chair out for me and I sat, trying to focus my gaze on one thing.

Micah dished out the food into a plate and I began eating while she sat opposite me, eating pancakes.

"We'd be going out for a stroll, this noon," I mentioned, and she raised her eyes at me.

"Why?" She asked. "That's a sudden announcement." She seemed to like the idea of going on a stroll but she had no idea the stroll was an advantage for me.

"I need to visit a friend of mine." I lied.

"Then I'm not going." She protested. "If you wanna go out of the house because of your advantage, I guess you leave by yourself."

"This is an order." I looked strictly at her.

"Maybe you would have to carry me on that shoulder of yours just like you did last night." She spat walking to the kitchen. I breathed out glancing at her but she didn't return the look, and I suddenly wished to spank her. I guess I'd have to have her under my control first before ordering her around... Micah is just too impossible! I thought walking over to her.

"You do the dominant when it's night, and obey me when it's day." She spoke as soon as I stepped inside the kitchen.

"Go to ROP," I ordered authoritatively watching her turn to me. I wasn't going to get moved by her gleaming greens at this point, I wanted to let her know who the boss here.

And when I asked her to do something any day, she would do so without questioning me. This would be my second punishment for her. I thought watching her try to say something and I won't relent to fuck her in the kitchen if her word pissed me off.