GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

In a city restaurant, Isa finds herself getting to know the qualities of a man she met on a dating app. They were in the midst of common questions when they were interrupted.

“Hello, good evening!”

Dexter was in a meeting with a client when he saw the couple arriving. He quickly concluded his business terms with the gentleman, bid farewell, and hurriedly approached the table where the woman who couldn’t get out of his head was.

“Hi Dexter! How are you?” Isa responded with a friendly smile.

“I’m good! I see you’re in good company,” he looked at her with narrowed eyebrows and clenched teeth.

“Oh yes! Dexter, meet Claudio. A friend,” she shifted her gaze away from Dexter and focused on her companion. “Claudio, this is Dexter, the lawyer who works at my friend’s company,” she said so casually that Dexter clenched his fists.

“Nice to meet you! Claudio Fridrex,” he extended his hand but had to retract it because he only received a hostile look.

“How rude you’ve become, Dexter. Don’t mind him, Claudio, you know how square lawyers can be,” Isa said mockingly.

“Claudio, I apologize for the interaction, but could you leave us alone for a moment? I need to talk to her about her audacity to be with another man.”

Claudio looked at Isa seeking a response. She just remained silent and feigned embarrassment.

Isa just wanted to test how far his macho ego would go.

“Excuse me, sir! I didn’t know the lady had a partner. Don’t worry, we’re just getting to know each other. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll leave,” the man said with embarrassment, stood up, and left.

Dexter took the opportunity to sit, never taking his eyes off her.

“Do you know what you just did? This date was my night of fun. You show up, and you ruin it for me. Now tell me, why did you do that?” she said, raising both eyebrows.

“Because I like you, and I want something with you. But it boils my blood that I look for you at the company, and you treat me indifferently. I invite you out, and you make up excuses. Now how do I find you? With another man,” Dexter acted with jealousy oozing from his pores.

Isa found that attitude amusing. With a sarcastic smile, she said, “That person who just left was a blind date I got on an app, and today I was going to use him as my sex slave. But since you scared him away, you’ll have to take his place.”

Dexter swallowed hard, his eyes confused, not understanding anything. He reached out, grabbed an unopened water bottle, poured it into a glass, brought it to his mouth, and drank until the last drop.

“Don’t play dumb, and come with me.”

Isa called a waiter and paid while Dexter looked at her excitedly. Since he tasted that woman, he hasn’t stopped thinking about her. He spent a month looking for her, and she always rejected him. He’s going to take advantage of this encounter not to let her escape.

“Are you going to stay there, or are you coming with me?” Isa asked, standing up from her seat.

“Of course, let’s go.”

“Follow me! We’re going to the mansion to drop off my car, then we’ll go in yours.”

“Perfect.”

Isa looked at him before getting into her car. Although his face was serious, she thought it would be good to play with him for a while. When they arrived at the mansion, Isa parked her car, approached Dexter, and said,

“I’ll be right back.” She turned her back, went up to her room, changed her outfit, and put on a trench coat.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Dexter was confused, now replaying what she had told him in the restaurant. Isa reached the car, opened the passenger door, and got in. As she closed the door with a huge smile, she handed him a piece of paper.

“I’m new in this city, let’s go to this address.”

“Why are we going there?” he asked again, puzzled.

“How willing are you to let yourself be carried away by me?”

“Isa, I adore you! I want everything with you, I want to know everything about you.”

“But the question was, how willing are you to let yourself be carried away by me? Let’s do something. I’ll show you what I like, and then we’ll see if we’re compatible. Sound good?”

“Okay,” he started the car.

The journey was silent, making Dexter feel tense. He was desperate to know what she meant by her words. He drove for an hour until they reached the other side of the city. They entered through a gate, and the journey was long. They arrived at a building, and he parked in a private spot.

“Dexter, put on this mask. Tonight, you’ll be my slave.”

He was about to protest, but he stayed silent. He took the black leather mask and put it on. He was surprised when she put a pet-like collar with a long leash around his neck. At that moment, he knew what it was about, and the idea seemed crazy because he wanted to be the dominant, not the submissive. Still, he was willing to go with the flow.

He turned to look at her and noticed she was wearing a white mask that only revealed her cat-like eyes. She got out of the car and took off the trench coat she was wearing, leaving it on the seat.

Dexter also got out of the car and approached her. He swallowed hard when he saw her; she was a full-fledged dominatrix. His gaze landed on long black boots that reached above the knee. She wore black fishnet stockings and a short leather shorts that clung to her body, revealing her beautiful behind. However, what captivated him was the top a short black leather piece with intertwined straps on the back, exposing her abdomen and waist. He was stunned, but his attention was caught by a whip she held in her right hand. He liked the dominant image and stood frozen, unsure of what to do.

Isa noticed how nervous and frightened he was, finding it endearing. In a reassuring voice, she whispered, “Dexter, relax. We’re just here to show you around and let you see what I like. Later, we’ll go to a private place, just you and me. We won’t do anything you don’t like. Tonight, I want to see if we have chemistry and if we can enjoy these kinds of games together.”

“Why do I have to be your slave? Wouldn’t it be better for me to dominate you?”

Isa started laughing at how upset he was. In a playful tone, she said, “Dexter, don’t get angry. This is for fun, not for you to be tense or insecure. We won’t be able to enjoy it like this. Besides, tonight, I want you to see your role as a slave. Next time, I’ll be your submissive.”

He relaxed and gave her a delicate smile. “Don’t worry, this square crazy for you will try to be open-minded and please you in whatever you say.”

Isa blushed at those words, and her heart skipped with joy. She took a few steps forward, removed the mask, and kissed him gently. He deepened the kiss, and their tongues played with each other.