Page 35 of Enthrall Secrets
Danton carried me over the threshold like a husband carrying his new bride, and it made my heart soar. He moved quickly through the living room and I had glimpses of furniture covered in white dust sheets. This place had been abandoned for a while. It was such a beautiful house, and its location right on the beach made it perfectly fabulous. I couldn’t understand why anyone would ever want to be away from here.
“Has this always been your home?” I asked, as he carried me up a staircase.
“I grew up here.”
I nuzzled into the crook of his neck. “No one lives here now?”
“We live here. You and me.”
It was like a fairy tale, being tucked away in a beautiful casa right on the ocean with the man of my dreams.
After we showered in his white-tiled bathroom, I lay sprawled on the deep blue duvet covering his large bed and watched him dress. His physique was carved into a perfect form. He was tall and lean, his movement graceful, his confidence glaring as he pulled on his slacks and white shirt. Each measured gesture of his was hypnotic to watch.
“What do you do for work?” I imagined him being a lawyer or businessman, or having some kind of position where his natural authority would shine.
He grinned at me. “I save naughty subs from getting into trouble. And then I dedicate the rest of my time to fucking some sense into them.”
“Seriously.” I frowned playfully.
“I am.” He turned to the window and pulled back the large, linen curtains.
Dust sparkled in the sunbeams, twinkling around us like tiny stars. He looked so dreamy silhouetted there by the window.
Blinking against the bright rays, I sucked in my breath at the view.
Stretching before us - filling the window frame - was the vista of a dark blue ocean. It could be seen from any angle in the room.
Danton stared out at the seascape. “We’ll wake up to this every morning.”
“I am in heaven,” I whispered.
His expression changed to adoration. “I was just thinking that.”
“How can you ever bear to leave this place?”
“I forgot what’s important.” He gave a nod and gestured for me to join him.
Still naked, I slid off the bed and walked toward him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug.
“You’ll stay a while?” he said.
I spun round and stared up at him. “Can I stay forever?”
“If I owned forever it would be yours.”
Resting my head against his chest, I nuzzled in, realizing I’d been given the greatest gift of time with him - and so far there’d been no talk of my training, or punishments, or emersion as his slave. We were acting like a lovesick teen couple who couldn’t bear to tear their hands off each other.
“You must be exhausted,” he said. “You’ve been up all night.”
“You too?”
“These days my sleep is erratic.”
“Why?”
“Lately, I’ve not been sleeping well. It’s nothing. I get headaches. So I sit in a dark room and listen to music until they pass.” His gaze returned to the ocean.
“Is it allergies?”
