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Demonstrate It
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2026-05-29 00:15:53
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Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. Scribbling Thoughts...
I felt a sudden heat engulf me from behind. My body tensed.It's not what I am thinking it is, right? Right? I swallowed. The ribbon, which rested at the top of the shelf, now felt like a twinge of mockery at my advances. He cleared his throat. I didn't need to turn around to know that he was staring daggers at me.Instead, my eyes lowered down to my feet, seeing his two black polished shoes behind my small sandals. His expensive cologne hit the back of my nostrils; it was the definition of "if perfumes could speak."I quivered a bit, not from the chills coming from the air conditioner or the cool breeze entering the parted window. He raised his hand, the weight stretched forth beside me.My eyes looked in curiosity at what he intended to do. His hand touched the ribbon, his touch with a gentleness contrasting his whole personality. I expected him to pull it, to give it to me. Instead, he pushed it further."I gave you a punishment," his deep voice reverberated behind me. The chills g
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. Pride and Ribbon...
I scribbled aggressively across the pages, my handwriting turning messier with each line.‘I hate him.’I repeated the words several times on each page, bitterly, until I got tired. I stopped and took in a deep breath. The silence in the room filled my ears. The only things I could hear were the beating of my heart and the deep exhales leaving my lips.I stared at the journal, looking at every imprint I had made on the pages. The sour scent of sweat clung to me, mixed with tears I hadn’t even realized had escaped my eyes without crying.My hands shook at every thought running through my head as realization hit me harder. He had been watching my every move, every reaction, the anger strained across my features, even the sweat and tears that had fallen abruptly.He leaned down slightly, pulled open one of the desk drawers in front of him, and brought out a box of wipes. He dropped them smoothly onto the desk, examining me once more. He didn’t point out the aggression in the journal, nei
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. Hate Him.
“But…” He shunned me with another look, his other hand tapping softly against the rich wooden desk. I swallowed the invisible lump that seemed stuck down my throat. Staying here in this office with him was one thing. But walking closer to him? That was another. “Dorothy…” he called impatiently, glancing at the watch around his wrist. Dorothy, it’s just a punishment. Just go to him. I silently hyped myself up and took shaky steps closer. “Alright?” I confirmed quietly, still standing almost three meters away from him. He didn’t answer. He didn’t even blink. Instead, he looked unimpressed. He didn’t direct me on whether I was doing the right thing or not. Instead, he kept staring intently at me, as though I had done something far worse than yesterday. Yes, I had done wrong. But I didn’t know what I was thinking back then. And somehow, part of me still blamed him for it. The digital clock on the wall ticked slowly. With every passing second, the atmosphere grew thicker. Then h
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. Demonstrate It
My eyes sparkled slightly at the sight of the warm color. The color I was forbidden to like, to have, to touch, and to own, for no obvious reason.Now, it sat in front of me mockingly. A perfect contrast to the dark desk it lay on.“Why?” I muttered, staring at the journal.The inner child in me squealed at the sight of it. It was medium-sized and delicate, with details for the days of the week, weather, date, and more on each page.I gulped down my saliva, wondering why he gave this to me and what exactly I was supposed to do with a book.“Your punishment begins with that.” His dark eyes studied my expression and the way my fingers flickered through each page softly.I frowned slightly, confusion masking my stressed face. “My punishment is a book?”Saying it aloud sounded stupid and funny. I had expected worse. I had expected him to yell at me, to punish me in the ways I had always recognized. But him giving me a book was not what I had in mind.Not just a book.A pink journal.“Is t
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. No Protest, OBEY.
He led me through a dark hallway illuminated only by the chandeliers lining the walls. The soft golden lights reflected against the polished floor beneath our feet.He walked ahead of me with his hands behind his back, his posture straight and controlled. His long legs made his pace appear slow, yet I still struggled to keep up with him.Soon, we arrived at a massive door. My eyes couldn’t stop staring at those hands I had seen bruises on earlier. He noticed my gaze slowly lingering on them. He withdrew his hand slightly, grabbed a key from his pocket, and unlocked the door.The door made a soft click before he opened it. As he did, he stepped aside and directed me inside without uttering a word, still wearing that expressionless mask on his older, attractive face.I hesitated, staring at the door, then at him. There was no trace of impatience in his posture. His offer still stood.I took a deep breath and walked into what I would call another world.It was his office. One didn’t nee
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. Mocking. Tempting.
My eyes widened instantly. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.Mother really wanted him to decide my punishment?“W-what? Him?” I blinked repeatedly. “You’re going to let him do it? You?”I stared at her, still struggling to believe she would so easily allow Sebastien to decide my punishment. She never even gave Dad the chance to punish me before. She always called him weak and insisted she was the only person capable of straightening me out.“Don’t tell me you didn’t hear what I just said.”Sebastien didn’t budge. His long fingers remained wrapped around the coffee mug as he took another slow sip, his eyes fixed on mine. There was something challenging in that stare.Mom stood up and grabbed a serviette, wiping her lips slowly.“I’m giving him the honor of deciding your punishment as your new father.”I tightened my grip around the fork, the metal pressing painfully into my palm unintentionally. My palm began to flush red because of it.Sebastien lowered his mug steadily, his hand li
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. Sebastien
Uncle Sebastien walked in wearing a plain dark T-shirt that hugged his muscles. I found myself staring more than necessary, and I also noticed Mom staring even more.The flushed look on her face disappeared, and what was left was a smile filled with embarrassment and adoration. The thought and sigh
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. Who Decides?
Sebastien walked closer, his face as cold as ever, though I noticed a bit of warmth in his eyes. He leaned over and held my foot again.I tried protesting once more, but a warning glance from him made me change my mind.He inspected my ankle like it was a project, his touch contrasting sharply with
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. The First Time He Touched Me
“Him? Mom, you’re kidding, right? This is Uncle Sebastien, dad’s best friend.” I said, forgetting how loud I was.Lots of emotions ran through me. I wanted an explanation. I wanted to know how… what happened, and why he chose to marry my mother.Sebastien didn’t blink. He didn’t try to explain or r
Whispers of Obsession; Innocent. Obedient. His. The Man My Mother Married
I followed him silently, my eyes boring into the back of his head. This man was no driver, he was something I couldn’t explain. I had never seen anyone except my mother make Mrs. Ivanoski act so humbled.He paused and turned slowly.Behind those dark glasses was the same cold look. He tilted his he
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