Free His Domination by Ann King Page A

give
everyone a break. Which must explain his transvestite assistant
Marsha.
    “You can walk
out any moment now and call it a day. You’ll still have your job in
the café but I still believe you’re not quite ready to represent
Kincade’s in the Home Pleasures department.” A smile curved his
delicious lips. “Not yet, anyway.”
    “What is this
agreement you want to get into? This thirty one ways?”
    “I need a
wife.”
    Elsie almost
fainted. Was he seriously asking her to be his wife? Possibly?
    “For a five
year period.”
    Elsie’s heart
sank to her feet. So this was a business proposition.
    “If you succeed
you’ll want for nothing in your life. All your debts will be paid
off, unlimited money at your disposal…”
    “Wait a
minute…sir.” Elsie felt heat rise to her cheeks. Her throat burned.
“I’m not for sale like the merchandise in your store!” Her anger
came through in her voice and she wasn’t sure she cared at that
moment. He’d just thought he could actually buy her? Was this how
the super-rich and powerful lived? Well maybe her modest get-by
life was not so bad after all. On second thoughts, she could pay
off her tuition and maybe even try to buy back the family home that
her mother lost during her last days in battling her illness.
    She squeezed
her eyes shut. “I…I don’t know what to think.”
    “Don’t think
too hard, my dear. We tend to overanalyze things sometimes. We both
need something. There’s nothing wrong in bartering.”
    Here she
thought he wanted a relationship but what he wanted was a whore. A
legitimate one. No way in hell!
    She grabbed her
bag trying to fight back the tears from spilling down her cheeks.
Was this what her life came down to?
    “Sir…I…need to
think about this…”
    He stopped her
at the door. “You have twelve hours. By morning, I want your
answer.”
    She looked at
him, parted lips. Her body was still on fire for him. The look in
his eyes said the same. This man had crazy control. She sighed and
walked through the door. Too bad she wasn’t allowed to discuss this
with her cousin Dee. But then again maybe she could give Dee a
scenario she thought as she walked towards the elevators. She felt
Carlos watching her back as she walked away. It was as if he’d
penetrated her body, her senses.
    God she wanted
him. And he wanted her. But not the way she’d hoped.
     
     
    *
     
    “What?” Dee’s
eyes widened, later that evening.
    “What if you
had the chance to have all your bills paid and to be with a man you
really liked but for money?”
    “Okay, wait up,
girlfriend, you’re not telling me everything.”
    “I can’t…I just
need your opinion.” Elsie was curled up on Dee’s bed eagerly
waiting for a reply. Dee was actually getting ready for a hot
date.
    “You’re not
planning on hooking are you?” Dee smirked.
    “Dee! That’s
not even funny. Of course not!” It was just that this hot guy
who happens to have a high position in society wants me to be his
love submissive and trophy wife for a few years in exchange for all
the gold in the world .
    “Well, honey,
you know my take on life. You only live it once. If it makes you
happy and you’re not hurting yourself or anyone else, go for it!
But check your blind spot no matter where you drive in life.”
    “Check my
what?”
    “You know?
Check your blind spot.”
    “I know about
driving.”
    “Yeah, but
apparently not about driving on the many twisted roads of life.
Life can blindside you if you don’t know your surroundings and
don’t see everything that’s going on. Just saying.”
    Elsie thought
about that for a moment. She would not dismiss Carlos. She just
couldn’t. She craved him so much. She really wanted to be a part of
his life. What other opportunity would even come close?
    Later, after
Dee had finished getting ready and left on her date, Elsie was left
alone to raid the fridge of whatever was left. Her bed was of
course, the couch since it was a one-bedroom