The next evening, Olivia stepped into Julian’s apartment with a strange mix of excitement and nerves. Her body still remembered the night before, the restraints, the loss of control, the way she had begged for him without shame but tonight felt different.Julian didn’t greet her with kisses or a casual test question. Instead, he was seated at his desk, a notebook in front of him. He looked up as she entered, his gaze steady, commanding.“Sit,” he said, pointing to the chair across from him.She obeyed, lowering herself onto the chair, her eyes flicking to the notebook. The air was heavy, tense. She could almost hear her heartbeat.Julian slid the notebook across to her. The cover was plain, black, but inside she could see neat writing, his bold strokes filling the pages.“What’s this?” she asked softly.“My rulebook for you,” Julian said simply. His tone left no room for laughter, no room for doubt.Her lips parted slightly. “Rules? AGAIN?”“Yes.” He leaned forward, his eyes locked on
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