As I approach the ending of this story, I realized quite a few things about this story. For one, it’s more complex than I ever imagined. Two, there was something I added about his sadism. You won’t know about it until you read the book now, I’m not telling lol. But it’s something that happens to him on rare occasion, and it usually follows with a major masochistic episode. Sade hates this part of himself more than anything and he tries his best to use his masochism to head it off, but there are times and triggers that set this off in him. In those times, his sadism has sex. He calls the act “sexorcisms” because his sadism is like a fucking angry demon.
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“Put on there that you agree not to tie me up like this again.”
Again? So she was planning on hanging around. He hoped he got to be excited about that at some point in his conversation with her.
“I have conditions too! I have feelings, wants, needs, etc.,” she said defensively.
“Fine,” he said, writing he would not tie her up like that again. He sat there trying to figure out what was off about all of it. The contract. No, more like her eagerness to sign one. He paused then. Had Lester sent her to try and catch him breaking contractual codes again? Sade tapped the pen on the pad, considering. Consequences for that would be worse than prison and Sade was very bad at keeping contracts of any kind when it came to sexually related things. And fucking Lester lusted to take Sade’s position as his father’s cash cow. If only he knew how much he wished he could. “Anything else you want?”
She sat like a black statue with a head sticking out and big innocent green eyes sparkling with ideas. “Yes, as a matter of fact there is.” Sade tensed in anticipation of her answer. Each one was supposed to lead him that much closer to that something he needed to know. But with her… “You agree to… date me for a year.”
Sade’s brows shot up with that train wreck. “Come again?”
“Date me for a year,” she said firmly.
He stared at her, officially getting something close to pissed with the process. It was getting progressively more baffling. “Define date.”
“As in… be my boyfriend. Boy and friend,” she clarified. “And no sex.”
Sade knew he should keep his cool in this but he couldn’t stop his exploding laughter.
“Why is that so funny?” she asked, sounding confused.
Wow, she was… something. But the thought of any fucking body coming to play him, test or not, felt like a direct challenge. And Sade was definitely up for the challenge if it meant he got to play with her.
“Just a friend,” he repeated. “For a year?”
“A year.”
Sade tried to think of the upper hand or advantage of that. When he drew a blank he said, “What exactly do we do while dating?”
“That means we speak often.”
Speak. Precious. “How often?”
“Daily.”
The way the answers burst out had him marvelling, “Are you making this up as you go?”
“The details yes,” she said innocently before getting defensive. “Sorry I didn’t have time to come up with a more solid plan for when you drugged and kidnapped me! And molested! Asshole!”
Goddamn she was intoxicating. Her sincerity was as convincing as it was confounding. “Okay, fine. What else. Speak every day but we don’t have to see each other every day. No sex. Do I even want to know why?”
“Why what?”
He lifted his shoulders. “Why no sex!”
“Oh my God, do you think that’s necessary for dating?” she asked looking disgusted.
“I very much do think fucking in some sense is part of my dating regime, yes.”
“Well not ours,” she assured with a pointed look.
Sade stared at the paper with wide eyes, trying not to laugh but she was just so damn cute. He focused on asking the right questions that would get him the right answers or close to them. “Fine, no sex.” He wrote out the lie extra neatly.
“And you have to agree to let me help you.”
Red flags went up and he squinted his eyes at her, feeling like she were a puzzle or picture in a picture. “Help me how?”
She suddenly got that figure it out as you go look again. “Sexuality,” she pointed at him.
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