Slave To His Dominance
“The best thing to make a decision is to consult him first. You’re tied to him, Miss Raviora.”
I sighed, “I wanna work, Lily.”
“Uh-huh. That’s a good choice.”
After a few hours talking with Lily, she told me she forgot to do something. I was alone on the veranda thinking and appreciating the view when I heard someone crying inside my room.
Seeing Duncan sitting above my bed and crying, I don’t have a choice but to lift him up and coax him.
“Why are you crying?” I asked softly.
He wrapped his little hands around my neck, sobbing silently as if he was scared or something.