70 iii. Desserts
Cinderella’s face paled as she found Dominus inside her office. The man was seating on her seat, with some documents laid on top of her table.
“Long time no see,” he greeted her, his voice cold and filled with venom as a mocking smile adorned his handsome face.
Cinderella glanced at the door she had entered a while before. She was contemplating whether she should sprint and run or remain standing, staring at the domineering man seating parallel to her.
“Sit down, you might need it. We don’t want you fainting. The gods know no one will be catching you if you did,” the smile on his lips was gone, replaced by a terrifying aura that will make any person’s knees tremble.
Cinderella felt like she had no choice but to follow his instructions. Her pale cheeks became even paler as she lost all of their colorings.
“Take that document in front of you and sign it,” he motioned at the papers on top of the table.
“What are these for?” she looked at it, her fingers trembling.
“Your resignation letter. I want you out of the office immediately,” he smiled again, madness dancing in his eyes as he looked at the terrified woman.
“But- but why! My parents are members of the Board of Directors. You can’t do this to me, Dom! You have already humiliated me enough,” Cinderella raised her voice, unable to stop herself from shouting at the formidable CEO now asking her to move out.
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“Does it look like what I just said was a request to you, Cindy? I guess I wasn’t really that clear about my intentions,” he leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “I will destroy you and everything you have.”
Cinderella pushed him away, her eyes widening in shock over what she just heard. She tried to come up with words, but her lips just quivered as her eyelids fluttered.
“Surprised? Do you really think I wouldn’t find out what you did to my wife? We nearly lost our son too. All because of a useless whore like you. Tsk, even whores have more dignity. Such a shame really, that you think of doing something so reckless against my most prized possessions,” his brows crossed as his hand gripped her neck, making her gag.
She couldn’t breathe. She felt the air leaving her lungs as he squeezed her neck tightly. Then he let her go and smiled at her cruelly so.
“I’m sorry. Please forgive me so,” she begged him, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I just did it out of the love I have for you. My mind was clouded with hatred for the woman who stole you from me.”
“Stole me?” he laughed this time. “How can anyone steal what you do not exactly have? I was never yours, Cindy. I wouldn’t even touch the likes of you. To me, you are not even worthy of touching my beloved’s feet.”
She felt her heart break, seeing the man she had loved since high school tells her how worthless she actually was in his eyes. The shock was replaced by fear as she looked into his eyes.
“What do you plan to do?” she felt her knees weaken, it was good she was seated. Otherwise, she would have fallen from where she stood.
“Leave the planning all to me. But one thing is certain. By the time I am through, I would have taken everything that mattered to you,” his eyes were filled with fiery anger as he stared at her. As if her mere existence is enough to offend him.
“Please, please don’t bring my family into it!” she begged him, her eyes filled with tears as she sobbed. But he looked at her with no pity in his eyes.
“Don’t waste my time, and sign. Unless you want to be dragged by the security away from my company,” his deep voice made her heart ache even more as he smiled cruelly at her.
She affixed her signature and handed it back to him. She took her bag and left, her whole world crumbling down as she walked away.
He stood from where he was seated. His eyes were calm as his assistant entered, taking the document from the desk.
“It has begun,” he said in a serious voice prompting the assistant to nod as he exited the room.
He boarded his car and drove to the restaurant where his wife has been waiting. He kissed her cheek and smiled tenderly at her.
No one would have guessed his cruelty just a few minutes earlier. It is as if he is a completely different person now. Nothing more but a sweet doting husband to his beloved wife.
A waiter arrived and handed Mary a bouquet, it was her favorite red roses to which she smiled. She thanked him bashfully but he pulled her in a kiss, saying it was the fitting payment for the roses.
They looked like a perfect couple from afar. And to him they are. The queen and her knight. Theirs is a destined love story, he made quite sure of that.
This is the reason why he couldn’t let her find out exactly how much he feels. The raging emotions he felt when she is involved and the decisions he had to make to keep her safe.
She doesn’t need to see the darkness inside of him that wanted to come out. All she needs to know is that he loves her so and there is nothing he won’t do to keep her.
When desserts came, she ordered a lot but he refused to have any. It was that little guilt mayhaps over what he was set to do.
He smiled reassuringly at her and told her he will be having his dessert at home. He made sure to lean forward a bit as he emphasized the word ‘dessert’.
She blushed which made him forget that little voice that was telling him to not include the girl’s family in his revenge. In truth that would have been kinder, but it will be much more trickier too.
For what is his assurance her family won’t rescue her from such disgrace and downfall? To make sure she was stripped of any protection, then he would have to take all of her resources away.
This is the only way he could have peace of mind that such an incident will never happen again. He gripped his wife’s hand and kissed its back, causing her to turn even redder.
In less than a few weeks from now, the news will be filled with the tragedies lined up to ensure the family’s downfall. It will be a party for the media, that he could be sure of.
He just had to keep his wife preoccupied so she doesn’t get any ideas as to the cause of it all. She is a smart woman and if she finds out about the news, she will be having her suspicions.
He caressed her hand gently as he looked longingly into her eyes. Yes, he will have to make sure she is all blanked out over the next weeks to come.
It’s not that hard to do, for he knows exactly how to turn the wheels of her mind from functional to a rather beautiful fucked up canvass.
All it takes is him stretching into her beautiful folds as she moaned out his name. Ahhh, even the thought of that already excited him to no end.
He smiled satisfactorily. It was all worth it. His guilt. His conscience. The sacrifice of whatever causes him to be human.
The need to be good was long gone. It has been replaced by an overwhelming urge to protect her and to keep her safe.
His protectiveness was even more justified now that a threat came and attacked his queen. That was the cause of it all, what Cinderella did to them started this mess.
This is all a justified counter-measure on his part. Indeed, all is fair in love and war. Self-defense is allowed even in modern times.
Of course, he knows this does not fall under the legal definition of the word. Legality is overrated, that is what made him choose more viable ways to eliminate the threat.
And he can’t have that. Half-measures are always never that effective in the end. He couldn’t take the risk. He wouldn’t risk her once again.
He nearly lost her again. The knowledge of this pained him and caused him nightmares even to this date.
Who can blame him for what he was about to do? A family being sacrificed to protect his. Is that really so much of a big deal?
Her laughter echoed in his ears as he said it. She pinched his arm which made him smile even wider. Such a sweet way to mark him in public, he teased.
She pinched him harder until their food arrived. She smiled as he offered to feed her.
Of course, she first insisted on feeding herself, but a few sweet words and she gave in to what he wanted. She always gives in to what he wanted in the end, he likes that very much.
He watched her eyes widen as she tasted the endless platters of food he ordered. She does love eating food like this.
It is one of her greatest joys, which means he loves feeding her just as much. For what can be his greatest happiness than seeing his beloved so genuinely happy?
He couldn’t help himself when there was pasta sauce left on the corner of her lips. He licked her lips and smiled at her as she blushed hard, her eyes glancing around as she nervously complained about people looking.
He offered to have them transferred to an exclusive room if she so wanted, but she shook her head and said she wanted the normalcy of having people around.
He smiled and rationalized that at least he offered a solution. She pinched his arm again, bargaining how he could do whatever he wants later if he behaved himself at the moment.
His eyes lit up as he leaned forward and touched her legs inside her skirt. He whispered, “Who says I can’t do whatever I want to do right now?”
She bit on her lower lip as he continued to feed her, all the while brushing his thumb across her clothed clit. Smiling innocently as she whimpered.
“You, devil!” she whispered as she felt her cheeks heat up even more as he casually slid her panty aside to expose her folds to his fingers.
His fingers parted her folds as her hands gripped the table cover tightly.
Her breathing was deep and heavy as she tried to keep her legs shut. She failed miserably, of course.
He whispered in her ears, “I have completely changed my mind. I will have my dessert right now instead.”
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