Her Reluctant Wife: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

Coralyn refused to believe that. “That’s not true. You can’t

mean that. You can’t possibly be that mean.”

This time, the flicker of pain on Giana’s face was more than

just a shadow. It was very real. “You clearly don’t know me

very well, then.” She paused, as if the words had just sunk in

for her. “Alright. I believe that what you did was a spur of the

moment decision. That you hadn’t researched it ahead of time.

It’s clear you’re intelligent, I’ll give you that. You didn’t come

to my office with malicious intent, and you weren’t maniacal

after, when you could have had anything. You put the necklace

back. You could have taken anything in here. Maybe what you

did is even understandable, in a way.” Coralyn started to hope,

but that was crushed immediately. “But none of that actually

matters. You’re leaving right now. You’ll answer when I call

you. Until we fix this, I own you. I own your silence and your

time and your decisions. You’ll accept whatever punishment I

decide to give you. Tell me that you understand and that you’ll

obey.”

It was the worst possible thing she could have said. The

most humiliating. The most controlling. She wanted to

dominate every single aspect of Coralyn’s life. She was

without the least amount of pity, even though she did seem to

understand. Was her heart really that black? It reminded

Coralyn of the Giana in her office, and it made her angry all

over again. She’d forgotten her rage in the face of the kindness

that Giana showed her after. Now, she was doing this on

purpose to scare and intimidate Coralyn, and it was working.

“I understand.”

As she fled out into the night, to her shitty thousand-dollar

car parked in front of a multi-million-dollar house, Coralyn