All Chapters of Whispers of Submission : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Cassie slipped through the arched doorway to the bathroom. The music and laughter dulled instantly, swallowed by the corridor’s thick silence. She followed the discreet gold sign that read Powder Room, heels clicking too loudly on the floor. Her heart hadn’t stopped racing since Sienna’s mocking little toast across the dance floor. She needed just one minute to breathe without feeling watched. The bathroom door was heavier than it looked. She pushed it open and stepped inside. The room was obscenely beautiful. It was made of black marble that reflected the candlelight warmly. A long vanity stretched beneath an arched window that overlooked the dark lake, its surface scattered with cut-glass perfume bottles, folded linen hand towels, and a silver tray of fresh white orchids. Three deep basins gleamed under soft, golden light. The air smelled expensive. Cassie crossed to the middle sink, turned on the cold tap, and let the water rush over her wrists. She closed her eyes, counting her

They danced to one more song before Reggie got them another drink. "Okay, you don't really look well. Let us head home, " Reggie said before pulling her close. Cassie thanked the heavens for him. On their way to the exit, they encountered Dominic again. "Leaving already? " Dominic asked curiously."Yes. Cassie is not really feeling well. Thanks for hosting us, " Reggie said. "That's okay. I will see you another time." Dominic said. "Sure thing, " Reggie said as they headed out. Once in the car, it pulled away smoothly. The streetlights streaked past. Cassie stared out the window, watching the city blur into streaks of lights and shadows. Reggie’s hand found hers on the seat between them. He laced their fingers together, thumb stroking slow, soothing arcs over her knuckles. He didn’t push but she felt his concern in the gentle pressure of his grip, in the way he angled his body toward hers, offering silent shelter. She wanted to tell him. Sienna's words sat heavy on her tongu

The next morning Reggie had an early meeting. He kissed her goodbye at the door, then paused, hand on her cheek. “I know something’s bothering you,” he said quietly. “You don’t have to tell me right now. But we will talk about it tonight when I get home.” She nodded, throat tight. “Okay.” He kissed her forehead. “Whatever it is, we’ll handle it together.” He said before getting into the car. Cassie stood on the balcony and watched the car drive off. She leaned against the rails, eyes closed and breathed in loudly. She would tell him tonight.She stayed there for about ten minutes before deciding to go back in to get her phone to put some music to soothe her. It was then that she saw Reggie's text. Reggie: Hey. The merger cleared the final approval overnight. The board wants signatures this afternoon, in person. The plane’s already fueled. I’m so sorry, kitten. I’ll be back tomorrow. We’ll talk then. I promise. She stared at the words until they blurred. She had at least 24

The city lights bled into the night like spilled neon, turning every rain-slicked street into a mirror of electric color. Cassie stepped out of the car first, the cool air kissing her bare shoulders and raising goosebumps along her arms. She had chosen a black sequined mini-dress that caught every stray light like scattered diamonds; the neckline plunged low enough to show the delicate silver chain Reggie had given her. It ended in a tiny open book pendant between her breasts. The dress hugged her body, ending high on her thighs. She’d paired it with strappy silver heels that made her legs look endless. Her hair fell in loose waves and her lips were painted deep berry, eyes lined in smokily. It made the green of her irises pop under the streetlights. Emily climbed out next, all long limbs and reckless energy. She was in a metallic silver slip dress that shimmered like liquid mercury. The thin straps kept sliding off her shoulders but she didn’t bother fixing them. Her hair was pulle

Cassie stood in the kitchen, stirring the sauce Emily had started earlier. The rich aroma of garlic, tomatoes, and fresh basil filled the apartment. It had been nearly three weeks since he left for the emergency merger trip, and every day without him had felt like a small ache. But tonight he was finally coming home. When the doorbell rang, her heart leaped. She wiped her hands on a dish towel and hurried to the door. Reggie stood there in a dark sweater and jeans, overnight bag slung over his shoulder. He was looking tired but devastatingly handsome. His eyes lit up the second he saw her. “Hi, kitten,” he said, voice low and warm. Before she could reply, he stepped inside, dropped the bag, and pulled her into his arms. The kiss was deep, hungry, and full of everything they’d missed. Cassie melted against him, fingers curling into his sweater. “I missed you so much, ” she whispered when they finally parted. “I missed you more,” he murmured, pressing another kiss to her fore