All Chapters of Whispers of Submission : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Dinner was quiet at first, nobody spoke lest they disturbed it.The clatter of utensils and the faint hum of music from Reggie’s phone filled the background, softening the edges of the awkwardness that lingered since the morning. The aroma of garlic, herbs, and roasted chicken hung in the air, cozy and inviting.Reggie had cooked something simple but beautiful; lemon-butter pork, sautéed vegetables, and mashed potatoes.She took a bite, closed her eyes, and groaned softly. “This is so good. You could give me a run for my money.”Reggie glanced at her from across the table, hiding a smile. “You are far much better than me. I am glad you like it.”“Like it?” she said with mock indignation, pointing at her plate with her fork. “This is better than half the restaurants I’ve been to. You could open your own place.”He chuckled. “Don’t give me ideas. I already have too many projects as it is.”Cassie smiled, then tilted her head curiously. “Seriously though, who taught you to cook like thi

Reggie entered the doors of the office a little past noon, exhausted and sleepy. The meeting on the other side of town had dragged far longer than he’d planned. What was supposed to be a two-hour investor briefing had turned into a six-hour ordeal of negotiations, paperwork, and tedious formalities.He’d smiled, shaken hands, done what was expected of him, but his mind had never really been there. It kept drifting back to the apartment to Cassie. He wanted them to be friends seeing as they shared an apartment whenever he was in town. But the lines had been blurred already; he cared more than a friend could.Now the deal was finally signed, the documents handed over, and the project was officially in motion. His team would handle most of it from tomorrow. He sank into his chair, stretching his back. The silence of his office was a strange comfort, but also empty. He pulled out his phone and typed out a message before he could second-guess himself.Reggie: Back at the office. The meetin

The drive home from dinner was silent. Cassie's heart was still beating, her pussy still needy. Reggie looked composed as he handled the steering wheel. Whatever she would do to see him unravel! He looked so serious, not like someone who had just had his tongue inside her. His face was still wet from her squirt. She looked at him longingly, her eyes hooded with want that almost shook her. She wanted him, inside her, everywhere. But he was behaving as if nothing had happened. And it made her madder and more frustrated than the need to come again. She watched as he pulled into the garage before switching off the engine. The quiet was defending, and Cassie wanted no more than to run to the house and hide. If he looked that I bothered, then it meant that he did not care and had touched her only because she had insisted. She lifted her hand to open the door but Reggie spoke up."I am sorry..." Reggie started."For what? Please don't insult me. It is my fault for throwing myself at you. I

Cassie stirred as the alarm clock blared beside her, its shrill insistence cutting through the haze of sleep and last night’s wine. She hit snooze automatically, curling deeper into the warmth of the sheets, her hand reaching instinctively toward the other side of the bed. Empty. Her fingers brushed only cool, crumpled sheets. For a heartbeat, confusion knotted her stomach. She blinked against the morning light creeping through the curtains before shaking her head. What had she been expecting really? Tp find Reggie curled up next to her? The man hadn't even allowed her to touch him or see him naked, expecting to find him in her bed was a tall order. She pinched herself awake and to get rid of the bad feeling that was starting to crawl up her veins. He had made her orgasm several times, and maybe that was supposed to count for something. She was reaching and she knew it. She got up from the bed and went to draw the curtains to let in the sun. Today was a new day and she was not goin

Cassie tapped her pen against the edge of her desk, the hollow sound echoing the dull ache of boredom that had settled over her like a heavy fog. Friday had stretched itself into a slow crawl, with long meetings and reports she could practically recite in her sleep. People had started leaving for the weekend and the desks were becoming empty by the minute.She sighed and looked across the office at Nina, who was still seated at her desk, a half-smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.“Bored?” Nina asked, eyes glinting with curiosity.“Very,” Cassie admitted, rolling her shoulders back as if to shake the monotony from her body. “I’ve been staring at the same spreadsheets for hours. I’m dying for a little… excitement.”Nina leaned back in her chair, a conspiratorial grin spreading across her face. “Then why don’t you come out with me tonight? I was thinking girly cocktails at my favorite joint."Cassie felt a flicker of excitement ignite in her chest. “You know what? That sounds perf