Chapter One
What Master doesn't know doesn't hurt him. Sneaking in and out of Escala was never a problem when I was under a contract and it was no problem now as I stood at the end of the bed watching this new sub Anastasia sleep. The cameras couldn't catch everything in the apartment. There were blind spots and I used them to my advantage.
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"May I speak sir?" My voice was timid as I looked down at the marble floor of the kitchen where sir sat eating his breakfast and reading a paper. He did not answer right away, so I looked up under my eyelashes and past the locks of brown hair that hung in front of my face. I caught a quick glimpse of him before he noticed and I cast my eyes back down. He looked annoyed that I had interrupted him.
"You may." He said and turned his body away from the island and toward me.
"You may look at me," he added.
I shivered as I slowly looked up and met his icy eyes. He was impossibly good looking and it made my legs quiver. He was tapping his fingers waiting for me to ask my question.
" Will you accompany me to a party tonight?" I asked, stuttering over every word and fidgeting under his watching eyes.
" Leila you know I do not accompany my subs to parties, nor do they accompany me. You should know better then to ask me a question of this nature..." He trailed off in the middle of his lecture when his phone pinged and he stopped to check it. I was thankful for the ping, as he was probably going to finish his lecture with some sort of punishment for asking such a stupid question.
He stood to retire to his office, I assume to look further into the email he was reading on his blackberry. Before he left the room he turned on his heel and looked directly at me; I was frozen to my spot. "And Leila, you are not to attend this party tonight either. You are mine for the weekend, no one else's. I will be busy with work tonight, keep yourself occupied around the apartment; but be ready when I need you."
With that he left the room and there I stood, still stuck in the same place with a dumb smile plastered on my face because he said I was his. I knew better than to think that way, but it was beyond my control.
I sat perched on the edge of my bed, antsy, debating whether I would sneak out and go to the party or not. The thrill of getting away with it piqued my interest and the idea of getting caught made my decision easy. Having masters attention focused fully on me; whether it be good or bad made my heart beat faster and my blood run hotter. I jumped off my bed and proceeded to make my great escape from Escala.
Returning later in the night I was slightly disappointed when I was able to return unnoticed and Sir's office door was still closed. As I tiptoed by his door I could hear his muffled voice talking business on the phone and the clacking of his fingers on the keyboard as he most likely typed out an email at the same time.
I was invisible to him most of the time, but I lived for the moments when I existed in his world again. I undressed, staring at my reflection in the fogged up mirror across from me. What more could I do for this man to make him love me?
Stepping into the shower I let the water cascade over me and tried to rid my thoughts of the haunting Christian Grey. I closed my eyes and tried to forget my feelings, but as I did I felt his hands wrap around me, holding onto my breasts.
"Sir?" I said, my eyes still shut tight letting the water sting my face with its welcomed heat.
"Shhh," he murmured, his mouth close to my ear as he pulled my body in closer to his. " You deserve a reward for waiting so patiently tonight."
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I hadn't come here to see Anastasia. I had come here to see him; but here she was in his bed. I was never allowed in Sir's bed. I was over stepping my boundaries but I simply couldn't help myself. I stepped closer to the foot of the bed and looked her over. She looked so much like me. My breath hitched as I thought about why she was allowed in his room and I never was. A small cry escaped me and she began to toss in her sleep. I made my way back onto the balcony forgetting to close the door behind me in my haste. I stood hidden in the dark and watched as she woke wrapping the blanket around herself and leaving the room, presumably to find him. And I thought to myself again, what does she have that I don't.
