Free (Domme) Of A Kind by R. R. Hardy

to me.
    “Nothing really much,” I replied. Which is
true, I didn’t do anything aside from studying harder and thinking
of him, just like that. “Pretty much the same with what I’ve
learned last year, just in a higher level this time,”
    “What did you discuss about?”
    “Well, basically about principles and
practices and all the stuffs there,”
    He paused for a while and gave me a
thoughtful stare, “You think it’s boring?” he followed next.
    It was not that clear if he’s still talking
about school thing or what we’re doing right now so I wondered,
“What?” I asked back.
    “About being in a world of business,” he
answered.
    So we’re still in the topic. “I’ve never
thought of it that way,” I said. “Why did you ask?”
    “Ever wonder why people like me still
unmarried because of what we do?”
    There he goes. I think I know now what he
wants me to understand. People belong in his world are only focused
on things they do. That means, they care less about the others.
That includes love life. And when I say love life, it stretches up
to the sex life. Maybe he’s thinking that women will get bored if
they married a businessman like him because he will not have much
time about sex. “Not really. I have a good understanding about
people around me. I understand how men differ from women. We, women
are more of being homemaker and men do the opposite thing, which I
guess it makes sense because that’s the purpose of having a good
family,” I replied to him. I hope he got my point there. “And you,
I know you’re just preparing now because you want your future
family to have the best in their lives,” I added.
    “How can you be so sure?”
    I stopped for a while and I can see his eyes,
they’re both waiting for my answer. “I don’t know but I feel that
you are,” I just said to him. But I said it not because I want to
give my sympathy to him, it just went out of my mouth. I don’t know
too but inquisitiveness bothered me again. There’s just something
in his question that I want to know. Maybe this time he can tell me
his side, so I took the chance of asking him, “And you, are you
bored?”
    “No Miranda, I am disciplined,” he answered
quickly.
    I was blown away with it. He just got me with
his short and simple answer. I was tamed. I wanted to ask more but
I guess there’s just nothing else to explain about there. So I’m
literally stuck in front of him. But there I noticed something from
the way he looks at me, “What is that?” I asked out of my
curiosity. But as soon as the echo of my question ended, he dropped
his eyes away from mine and continued drinking. And yes, he didn’t
give me a response with what I just asked him. So just like him, I
just stayed eating. We talked more about business stuffs too after
a while. Since we are both in the same category in our lives, the
flow in our conversation was that easygoing. He discussed about how
important self-discipline is if you want to last in his field. He
also shared to me the ups and downs he has been before he succeeded
his position from his father, Mr. William Wright. The bottom line
he told me was, time. We all can be serious with what we want in
our lives but having just the right amount of time to something you
want is the basis of achieving it. And once again, he just left me
feeling amazed with what he does in his life. He just gave me more
reasons to pursue my studies. He just left me inspired. After that
thrill-filled and unplanned meeting, he then just drove me back
home.
     

Chapter Seven
     
    “Am I seeing this just right?” expressed Elizabeth
with wonder as she reaches out our small but lovely kitchen when
she woke up in the morning. “Or I’m starting to sleepwalk now?”
Then she put her eyes to me as if they’re a gun wanting to shoot me
if I didn’t give them all of my money in an instant. “You tell now
Miranda, what is happening to you? You are acting so weird these
past few days. Are you