My office door swung open and I watched Shannon enter the room. She walked quickly to my drawers and pulled them open. My eyes widened. Not once had one of my submissives opened the door to my office and routed through my papers. I was confused and intrigued at the same time. What's she doing? I asked myself tapping the table with my pen. She bent over and I checked out her fine juicy ass until she turned around abruptly. Smirking, I watched her take the seat on the opposite side of my desk.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked her and she grinned. At least she was happy.
"I need paper. This wedding isn't going to organise itself is it. I may as well start now." Well, that could keep her occupied. I smirked at her and my heartbeat quickened. A knock at the door diverted my attention. It was Renzo. Smiling, he entered the room and looked at Shannon who was tapping her foot on the floor grinning.
"Have I missed something or is she smiling?" He asked me. I laughed shrugging my shoulders.
"I'm wedding planning... Don't," she pointed at me and I held my hands up. "I'm not complaining. Don't shoot me." Biting her bottom lip, she stood up and walked around my room looking lost.
"You need paper?" I asked her.
"And a good pen that's comfortable to write with if possible." Renzo pulled a pen out of his suit jacket and held it out to her. She tried to snatch it from him and he moved it away.
"Manners." Glancing over at me, she waited for me to stick up for her and when I stood up. She ran over to him, "please."
Laughing, Renzo passed it to her.
"She's a good girl isn't she."
"For now." I glanced over at her. She didn't understand why I had said that about her.
"I'm sure she won't like it when I put her back in place. She's lost her footing a little bit." I bit the inside of my cheeks for a brief second before picking up my phone and checking a text about my shipment making it to the United Kingdom without any problems arising. I also checked Shannon's phone to make sure none of her family was in trouble. I would tell her straight away if that was the case, so I have to keep her phone charged up at all times. Well, I would tell her about any deaths. If her mother fell into the wrong hands because of me, I would get her to safety as quickly as I could and that wouldn't take too long. I had a fucking army.
"How?" She whispered to herself looking down at the floor.
"Not getting out of bed all day is something we will have to work on. I think I'll have to give her a specific time to get up." She looked at me through curious eyes.
"Seven o'clock.." Her eyes widened. "Or, say six, possibly five."
"Oh my god." She spoke underneath her breath. "And some lettuce on her plate."
"I hate eating trees." She closed her eyes and I knew that she was rolling them. So did Renzo. Grinning I had a sip of my ice cold water. I was trying not to laugh when he turned himself around to face her with his arms crossed. Stepping forwards so that he was towering above her, he waited for Shannon to open her eyes and when she did, she jumped back.
"Roll your eyes again. I dare you." He squinted his eyes and she shook her head. "Put that rule down bro. I don't think you've got it in your contract but that's one rule that's stayed with the family since both of our grandads." He told me turning to face me. My eyebrows knitted together.
"It is?" I asked him. I actually didn't know that. I didn't understand it but each to their own.
"No more eye rolling Shannon." I told her. How many rules does this fucking family have? I wanted to know but I didn't at the same time. Eye rolling wasn't a bother for me but if it annoyed my family and she made it a habit then I would have to deal with it and generally being honest, I couldn't be arsed. Cut it off and end it before it begins I thought. Still, I couldn't imagine smacking her with my belt because she had rolled her eyes. I knew that I would one day so two would be the punishment. What's the fucking point? I asked myself dropping the question seconds later.
"What am I supposed to do Master. I do that to calm myself down." She asked me still searching around for paper. Placing a piece down, I leaned back.
"I don't know. Something else." I sighed leaning back and placing the back of my head on my hands.
"Yes Master." Walking to the door, she left the room. I went from having closed eyes to wide ones and so did Renzo. The two of us stared at each other. We were mortified!
"Shannon here now!" I shouted and she opened up the door slowly. "Yes Master." She was grinning.
"Did you just let one go in here and leave us with it?" Shaking her head, she was struggling not to laugh until she burst out into a fit of hysterics.
"You dirty fucking bitch!" Renzo whafted his hand and I was gone. I couldn't fucking breathe. It wasn't only the smell I didn't want to breathe in but I was physically dying from laugher. My eyes were watering and Shannon's laugh made it ten times fucking worse. Renzo walked over to her and pushed her out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
"What the fuck man! That's no woman."
"Surely Zandaya does it." I smirked and he shook his head. "Never man."
"Better out. Never force it to stay inside." She shouted through the door and yeah, both me and Renzo were done for again!
"What was I thinking?" I asked him and he sat opposite me rubbing his eyes.
"Who knows. Who knows. Good luck, you're going to need it with that one." Renzo walked over to the window and stared out of it pulling the blinds to the side.