Chapter 12：Please Come Back to Me

"Thanks." I smiled at him tenderly. "I love you, too, man. But seriously I'm fine. Just tired."

"I don't fucking believe you!" Brian snapped at me. "Come on. I'm not supposed to invite you but you seemed to need a break. We're going to my house."

"What do you want with me? You're horny or something?" I grinned.

"Don't be an ass. Jody is cooking dinner. She made me promise to take Winter with me tonight because she also invited her officemate so we'll be having a double date. But I don't give a shit if I tag you along. You're my friend. So come now."

"Winter's coming?" I frowned and ground my teeth. "No. I'm good. I'll just hit a bar for a drink then I'm sure I'll be fine."

"Come on, Bruce." Brian insisted but I just shook my head.

"It's going to make me feel more awful if I tag along on your double date, Brian. What the hell, man. What am I gonna do there? A scorer between the four of you? I'd rather not."

I stood and gathered the papers on the table. Brian watched me as I did this. When I walked past him, he grabbed my shoulder and looked me up my eyes. The man was a good five inches shorter to my six feet four height. But the way he scrutinized me made me feel so small. I looked away and shrugged his hand off of my shoulder.

"I'm really worried about you, Bruce. Have you had sex lately? Maybe it'll be good for you... You know to take the edge off."

I chuckled humorlessly and almost agreed with him. "I'm fine, okay. Oh, before I forget, I'm going to approve the private elevators for the three of us. Make it a quick project."

"Finally!" Brian whooped and his attention had finally taken a detour from my current situation.

I marched away from his nasty nosy ass in fast strides before he remembered to probe me again. I knew my friend's questions were all in good intention. But I'm still not ready to answer him. I'm not even sure what to tell him. After all, I've entered a dom-sub contract with Madame with a non-disclosure agreement in it.

I closed the door behind me and locked myself inside my office. I stood in front of the floor to ceiling windows that overlooked the entire city and watched with interest at the street below. The cars were already tiny from this view but I could still identify who owned the car that came out of my building. Until I saw Brian pulled away from the underground garage followed by Winter's car.

My knuckles turned white from gripping the windowsill as I watched the two cars joined the afternoon traffic. Both of them would be having a fun double date. Brian and Jody have been together for two years now while Winter would entertain a date for the first time.

Winter never dated in her entire twenty-six years of existence. I knew this damn well because we were so close way back in college. A lot of men attempted but she'd been so serious with her studies that she shied away from them. She most of the time didn't have a clue that a man was already flirting with her which might as well be good. She's so green. So damn innocent. I wanted her to stay that way.

Even after I dropped out the degree we're sharing classes together, she told me she still didn't date when I asked her about it. We maintained our friendship, continued hanging out together whenever I came home for a vacation and even burning the line while I'm away servicing the country. Even then, no man has ever interrupted between us because she stayed single and most probably a virgin.

But tonight, she'd change all that. She finally showed interest. I always felt over protective towards her and I choked up at the strong urge to know what changed. I've considered her aro-ace before and even teased her about it. But her unexpected anger to deny such accusation made me decide to stay away from that issue. She seemed to be sensitive when it came to her personal and romantic status.

My friends were out to date and who knew would probably get laid. Jealousy reared its ugly head as I thought of being left not getting some for myself. I turned away from the glass windows and grabbed my phone to dial Madame's number.

My hands were trembling and damp with nervousness as I waited for her to pick up the phone until it sent me to her voicemail. After the first try, I was already instantly annoyed and impatient. But I still dialed again. Yet, Madame still didn't answer. I wanted to fucking throw the goddamn device but held on to my temper and texted her instead.

I knew she wouldn't reply to my message. Madame could be cold hearted when she needed to. This was the punishment she's giving me and she's so damn good at following through. But I still sent her another message.

Bruce: Madame, I want you to punish me. I touched myself today. I was so bad. I just can't help it anymore. But I didn't get off. I swear. My business partner, Winter, halted me when she came by my office. I'm sorry, Madame, but I did two grievous faults today. Because I looked at Winter again. Please come back to me and punish me, Madame.

Again, I was replied with silence. I drove to the house Madame arranged for me to stay and showered. I didn't want to eat. My appetite only involved with Madame's juicy cunt in the menu. So I dove straight to bed, cried a few frustrated tears and finally fell asleep.