Now I didn’t have a clue what she was talking about.
“Let me be your sub, Calloway. Give me commands to obey. Make me submit. Be the Dom that you were meant to be.”
I couldn’t deny that I missed it. When she asked me to dominate her, I felt a rush of energy soar through my body. Rome wasn’t willing to compromise with me, and the one time she allowed me to take control, I nearly lost myself. “I’m committed to Rome.”
“I realize that,” she said coldly. “But that doesn’t mean you can’t be a Dom with me. That doesn’t mean I can’t be on my knees, the perfect sub. If you tell me to kneel, I will. If you tell me to be silent, I will. We can have what we both want—and you can have what you have with Rome.”
She wanted me to be a boyfriend to Rome—and a Dom to her. I hated myself for being tempted by the offer, to exercise my need for control in some way. If I had this with Rome, I wouldn’t feel any temptation at all. But that was never going to happen for us.
“There doesn’t need to be any sex,” she said. “Any touching. Just pure domination.”
My right hand formed a fist, tight and painful. I kept a stoic expression, but I was coming undone inside. With all the shit I was going through, I needed to let my inner Dom come out. I needed to vent my frustrations and feelings in the best way I knew how. “No.” As much as I wanted to say yes, it would be wrong. Rome would see it as an act of betrayal even though she refused to give me what I needed. And I couldn’t hurt the woman I was so obsessed with. I couldn’t hurt the woman who slept in my bed every night. She meant far too much to me. “That’s my final answer. Don’t ask me again.”
Isabella’s eyes moved to my hand on the desk, the one was clenched tightly in a fist. Her gaze lingered for a long time before she met my look again. A small smile crept on to her lips, like she knew something I didn’t. “You know where to find me when you change your mind, Cal.”
“I won’t change my mind, Isabella.”
She rose from the chair and walked to the door, sauntering like a model once more. “You say that now. But you’re going to crack, Calloway. Eventually.”
7
Rome
I finished up my day and had nothing else to do, so I decided to go to Calloway’s office. Everyone knew I was dating him, and since they were all finally being nice to me, I decided to just do what I wanted without worrying what they were thinking of me.
I told his secretary I was outside and waited for him to allow me inside. Once she said it was okay, I opened the door and walked in.
Calloway was in a bad mood. I could tell by the darkness in his eyes and the tightness in his jaw. He didn’t stand up to greet me like he usually would. He remained behind his desk, annoyance emitting from him in waves.
“Is this a bad time?” I approached him slowly like he was a wild animal.
“You don’t need to ask my secretary if you can walk in, Rome. Just come inside.”
“You might be in the middle of a meeting.”
His look intensified. “It doesn’t matter what I’m doing. You’re always welcome.”
I would consider his words to be sweet if I didn’t feel such hostility at the same time.
He watched me with the same cold expression and didn’t move toward me.
I knew he was under a lot of stress. He was worried about his mom, about Ruin, about Hank, and everything else under the sun. The only time he seemed to be in a good mood was when we were having sex.
I walked around his desk then stood behind him. My hands dug into his powerful muscles and I massaged him, trying to rub the tension out of his frame. Through his suit, his muscles were even tighter.
When he spoke again, his tone wasn’t so harsh. “Did you need something, sweetheart?”
“No.” I moved around him then swung one leg over his lap, straddling him and taking a seat. I ran my hands up his chest and noticed the absence of his hard-on. I couldn’t remember the last time I was this close to him without feeling his erection. I hoped it would arrive soon enough. “I’m done for the day, so I thought I would hang out in here until you’re finished.” My arms circled his neck, and I leaned in and pressed my face to his.
His cock hardened underneath me—right on cue.
At least his anger was going away.
“I don’t think I’m going to get anything done now…” He gripped my hips then kissed me on the mouth, his kiss hot and seductive. He pulled my bottom lip into his mouth then squeezed my ass through my dress.