The Otherside Of Love || Sadistic Billionaire

Rafael’s POV

I flipped through the pages of the file before me absent-minded. It’s the first time in all my life I feel stress and tension while thinking of someone’s reaction. I carefully reviewed the terms of the contract multiple times.

“Sir, this is the last document that needs your confirmation” the secretary mumbled while staring at my face. She has been working for this company for almost a decade now, and she was a confidential employee when my father was the CEO. Therefore, I didn’t think of replacing her.

I glanced at my handwatch for almost a hundred times in the last fifteen minutes. I asked in a harsh tone, “When will the next meeting begin?”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

She smiled and replied calmly even though I asked her that question for the tenth time now, “Your next meeting is with Miss Natalie, and it will be starting after three minutes.”

I knocked with my fingers on the glassy table before me impatiently.

The secretary cleared her throat and said, “The document, sir.”

“Just leave it there and go look for Miss Natalie and see why she is late?” I urged her, playing with the pen between my fingers.

“Yes, sir” she replied and left the meeting hall. I know she was wondering inside her mind about my impatient, but she can’t say that out loud.

Ten minutes passed and there was no trace of Natalie. Just before I went and found her by myself, the door opened slightly, and she walked in with hesitant steps.

I examined her figure with my eyes. That’s why I was keen to make her my submissive. Her body language and reactions tell me to make her my slave. To subdue her. She avoided looking into my eyes. I can’t remember a time she stared directly into my eyes, and on the rare occasions she did, she averted her gaze immediately after a second or two.

“Have a seat!” I ordered. Glaring deeply at her eyes, my voice was calm and commandant. And as I thought, she submitted and did what I ordered right away.

“You late!” I exclaimed.

She stared at the carpet before her, then at her handwatch and finally took a quick glance at my face and replayed with a smile raising an eyebrow, “I forgot about the meeting! You should have reminded me!”

It was her way to cover up her longing for me. Even though she was submissive by nature, she resisted involuntary submission. She had a strong personality, and when the female doesn’t find the secure and the man who deserves her submission she resisted it and maybe even took over it for the rest of her life without realizing she was like that at all.

As a child raised by a monster, I am an expert of all of this and can discover the submissive female, no matter how strong she pretends to be on the outside. I know exactly what to do to make her agree. To submit and obey me. I know how to lure her in and then take control of the situation.

I smiled and stared into her eyes. She avoided my stare by holding the glass of water before her and swallowing its content. I said, “I was waiting for our meeting all day long.”

She laughed and replied, “Don’t exaggerate. We’re still in morning”

I leaned forward and mumbled, “Yes, we are”. Then I held her soft hand in my gentle grip. I kissed her hand back. She looked at me and a light blush covered her round cheeks. “I missed you, though.”

She immediately pulled her hand from mine, and stammered, “Stop playing around and get straight to the point!”

“I want you in my bed!” I confessed.

She opened her mouth and gasped in shock, then stared around us and hissed, “are you crazy? Someone will hear you.”

She leaned back on the chair and said nonchalantly, “Who cares? I told you I’d announce our marriage”.

I narrowed my eyes and added, “I have given you a chance to break up with Daniel, or I’ll deal with him myself.”

“But I …” she stammered, but I didn’t give her a chance to talk. I got up out of my chair, walked around the table and stood before her.

I grabbed her by her waist, making her small curvy body crushed into my body. I cupped her face with my hands and captured her lips. I nipped on her delicious puffy rosy dyed lips.

She held her hands around my neck and opened her mouth, letting me take whatever I wanted. I stopped kissing her, she remained closing her eyes waiting for me to invade her lips again. I caressed her cheeks and commanded, “Open your eyes!”

She opened her eyes slowly, her gaze was full of unhidden desire.

“I’m going to kiss you again. Don’t close your eyes”, I ordered her and captured her lips before she could say anything.

We kissed, staring at each other’s eyes. I could see the desire grow more and more in her eyes. While we were kissing and staring at each other’s eyes, I ran my hands around her back and buttocks. I raised her body and sat her on the conference room. I coudn’t control myself. All what was in my mind was to have her right here. I unbuttoned her silk creamy blouse to release her bumpy breast. I gasped and bent down to dive my face between her full breast. She held my head between her hands and pressed my face more.

“Raf, please!” she begged. I knew she missed me as I was. She rolled her tall legs around my waist, offering me what I was longing for.

But I took a step back. This step cost me a huge effort. It wasn’t easy to pull yourself out of heaven. I caressed her cheek and whispered, “We can’t do that yet, not before we discuss.”

She put her hand on the high erection under my trousers and teased, “Why we cannot?”

God help me. I was about to cum in my pants. I let out a loud growl, pushed her to lean over the conference table and tied her hands up her head.

I kissed every space in her face, her earlopes, her neck, her breast and down to her flat stomach. Her moans and groans made me cry.

I said from between our breaths, “Be my slave in my bed at night. And I’ll make you my queen during the day, whole my life”, I begged her, praying she would agree.

My thirsty desire for her cannot be quenched except by having her in a way that satisfies my instinct. Even though my plan to control and lead the situation to convince her to agree failed, I still would try my chance.

She plinked several times as if she was interpreting what I had just said in her head.

But I didn’t give her the chance to think. I held her by her waist and guided her towards her seat.

“A ..” She started, but I put my finger on her swollen lips and hushed, “Hsh”

After she sat on the seat, I cupped her face and searched into her seductive eyes that filled with desire. I whispered, “Read this carefully, please.”