"Ew, this room always smells like medicine and shit, Grandpa," I grumbled as I entered. The nurse took the clue and left us alone. The old man snorted at my comment. "Well, I am a patient." He stated the obvious, and I did my job too, stating the obvious. "Whatever." I groaned while taking the chair. I can't handle this rotten environment, but I needed to see this old man at any cost. Things were going nowhere between Rowan and me.
We were silent while the old man was inhaling as much as he needed to breathe, as this conversation was going to suck everything from him. I stared at the old man, my eyes roamed from head to toe, and I grimaced at the sight. No matter how many times I visit him, I will never get used to this sight of his. I know why he was holding his breath, not giving up, but still, is it really necessary to go through all these pains for bloody saving his company and surname? God, I would never get that, but my dad is on this old man's side in that regard, as he highly values his empire and surname.
"I wanted a lap dog, and you promised me one, but it looks like it has thinking capacity, can say no, and is not obedient," I stated matter-of-factly, to which the old man sighed. "You should have toned it down; I warned you.""I toned it down in front of his family, and that's the best I can do, not in front of him either. What do you take me for? Like hell, I will hesitate to be myself in front of your grandson." I barked those words, to which he rolled his eyes. "Shreya, it wasn't forever till you got married to him; that was the deal. Now, he is scared and repulsive." I groaned in frustration. "I can't be out of character too much; you know that, Grandpa." That old man dared to roll his eyes. "Besides, you know why I agreed to this shit in the first place. I need to free myself from my father's nagging once and for all. These days, he started nagging me too much." "And whose fault was that?" "Come on, I can't be alert always; shit happens." "Shreya, is your father behaving like before?" I shook my head at that. "Is he questioning you like before or keeping track of your whereabouts?" Once again, I shook my head. "See, Rowan is the perfect solution." "Let me remind you, I asked you for a perfect lapdog." I once again grumbled. "He is too cautious. I tried the seduction part too, but that jerk will get horny but hold himself back rather than sleep with me." I poured a little bit. "Please don't do that, Shreya. Don't have sex with him, yet you will ruin everything." I was taken aback at that statement. Is he got to be kidding me? "Hey, I am proud, good Dom, and my subs always shower me with praises." I seethed at him. How dare he? I am fantasising about many positions to use on Rowan, and he is telling me to hold myself back. "Shreya," he shouted, followed by coughing. I immediately put his mask back over his mouth and stood there for a while. When he was stabilised, I sat on the chair again. Shit, I should be careful.
I let him take a rest for a few minutes; as much as I wanted to run from here, I wouldn't. I need him; after all, he is my saviour. I can't lose him at this point. Whether I agree or not, deep down I know I need him the most. "I was not there while my grandchildren were growing up, but I know Rowan is not into all those things. As you know, I have investigated everything about you and your kinky stuff." He spoke slowly; it is what it is. I wasn't affected by that. "I don't give a damn about your multiple partners, and Rowan doesn't like that idea." "It's only in bed," I grumbled. "Shreya, tone it down. I really mean it." He barked the sentence, and I went silent as the surroundings turned tense.
"This relationship is saving you and not the other way around," he spoke, making me aware of my current situation. "If it weren't for this relationship, your dad would have kicked you out." I pouted at that; it's not like I would end up on the street or something, but surely, I would lose my surname and more privileges. "Shreya, you should be at my mercy; if I didn't deal with your father, things would end up in disaster for you." "I know," I begrudgingly agreed. "Your dad has his eyes on you; he is still tracking, and he is subtle. He doesn't completely trust you anymore and makes sure you don't give him more reason to." I sighed at that. If only I were careful, things would never get messed up.
I cursed the day when the videos were leaked. I made sure to shut everything before it circulated further, but it was too late. Immediately, I was summoned, and for the first time, my dad looked angry, upset, and sad. Well, I kind of get the old man; still, I was young and needed to push boundaries, and exploration must and should. I got to know about an underground sex club through a friend who knew me well. Getting membership was not hard, and I poured a lot of money into that club after studying everything that happens in the club. I have this bad habit of making videos of everything, especially while I was in the damn underground sex club, where there are no rules and regulations. I never thought that someday those videos would dig my own grave.
People were upfront; there was no hiding your desire in that club. I needed exactly something like that, no holding back, exploring everything, and I became dominant in no time. There was a rule of having one sub at a time; I broke the rule, having two to three at a time, and also, I don't regard gender. I was pretty much having that life whenever I wanted. I had crossed limits a few times, where a few subs ended up in the hospital, and believe me, I have no regrets for anything. I covered everything easily with money. I have earned names like sadist, ruthless, brutal, and cruel. Well, I was heartless from the day I was born, so no nicknames had any effect on me, as I wanted the same tags along with my name. But shit turned south; I should have been more careful.
I cursed under my breath when I stood in front of my dad, who greatly regretted my existence. Well, my dad is quite the opposite of me; I know everything took a toll on him. That day, he threatened me that he would revoke everything, which would start with my surname. He gave me a trial period, and I gravely acted like I gave in. From that day, his hold on me was more, and it started suffocating me. That's when I contacted this person who is lying on my deathbed, David Desmond.
"Shreya, from childhood, I groomed you for a reason." That snapped me out of reality. "I took you under my wings for a reason, and your dad had no problem because he knows what you will turn into." He sighed at that. "I didn't let your dad down at the same time. I am not happy with how you turned out. I let you do your thing, be kinky, or whatever you wanted and covered you most of the time. Someday, I wanted you to run my company along with Rowan." Once again, his mask was back for breathing. And my mind momentarily drifted to everything. He saw something in me, and after that, his presence was constant in my upbringing. He taught me everything, covered up for me, and helped me a lot. In return, from day 1, he asked me only one thing: to run his empire along with Rowan. "I always wanted you to pursue Rowan, but you didn't take any interest in him, and I know why." He sighed, catching his breath. Well, he was fat as fuck. What the hell was I supposed to do? "He was in love with someone else, so I didn't pressure you. Now, he is single, and you are ruining your chance." I grumbled at that. "Did you meddle in his relationship?" This man was capable of anything; I can't stop myself from doubting him. He chuckled at that. "No, I am not an idiot, and I respect everyone's choice, but I knew the relationship would be doomed someday." Oh, he is somewhat better than I. "You should tone it down, Shreya." Once again, his voice laced with concern.
I slumped on the chair. I thought this old man understood me at least a little, but no, he is always behind that shitty company and his prideful surname. "Grandpa, I respect you, and I will do everything for you, but I can't. I want to show him the real me before we are married because I don't want a divorce after a few months. You know, to get back to the good side of my dad, I need to work for at least a few years. I don't want Rowan to be horrified when he witnesses the real me." He nodded at that. "You are missing something. He is not in love with you, so you can't push anything on him. Try to win him." He had to be kidding me, and I coughed at that. 'Love!' 'Try to win him over.' "What are you talking about? I am not capable of that, and you know it." I grimaced at the whole scenario, pursuing him like seriously. I will choke him and hold him on my leash rather than do all the softy things. "Shreya, you should take small steps, not push him over. Everything will be ruined." "Grandpa, I have been good, and I hope I have won over his family except him. Can't you do something and push this to an engagement level? I can't miss him; I want him at least for a few years. I have so many plans for him. I have this so creative, vivid imagination about him and this craving; the lust is getting me high all the time." He put the mask back and was in a daze. Did I scare this old man? Like hell I care; with or without his help, I am going to make him mine at any cost. I never thought he would turn out this handsome in a couple of years. Forcefully getting into his pants is tempting like hell and choking him in the process is mouthwatering. I can't lose him.
Once again, he removed his mask. "Grandpa, trust me, I will solve everything with or without my dad's help. I will wipe out the competitors, and I will find whoever is playing behind your back and controlling the directors. Everything will happen only if I get engaged to him; until then, I will not meddle in your company affairs." He nodded at that. "Shreya, I am not going to repeat myself." "I know, and I am not going to show him the whole version of me till we get married. I promise. I will give subtle gestures, though please don't stop me in that. I want him grandpa. I am a little obsessed because the desire has taken a huge turn. After we get married, I am going to satisfy myself for a few years; meanwhile, I will get pregnant, and that's it. He will be at home looking after our kids." He chuckled at that. "Having a kid was not on your bucket list, I suppose." "Nope, but it's only for you, so that your surname continues for the next generation. I am going to sacrifice a little more; there's no harm in that. And in the process, I can tie Rowan to me for a lifetime." His eyes were warm at the mention of his great-grandkids and surname; he is too easy to win over. "You are no good for my grandson." "Well, we both are not good; that's how you raised me, if my memory serves me properly." He groaned at that. "Those shitty things I have never done in my life, Shreya. I was loyal to my wife, so my son is to his wife." I sighed at that. "Nothing wrong with trying new stuff, Grandpa. Please don't hold me accountable for that." He cursed something underneath. "You are getting what you want, and I am getting what I want. Simple as that, the rest I will leave to you." He nodded at that. "Very well then, just be careful, ok, and fulfil our deal." "I will be at your service once I get engaged to Rowan, and the deal will be fulfilled once I am married to him." I gave him the most charming smile, which he returned with the same. "Don't worry; we will push the matter in our way if my son is too blind for his family. Prepare yourself." "You are preparing me for this from a young age. I know I am not your perfect version of a bride for your grandson, but I try to cut some slack just for him. Grab the deal, Grandpa." By saying that, I winked at him. He laughed in return. "Go easy on him, Shreya, and leave the rest to me." I nodded at that; well, I will try my best, but no promises.
I want to have sex with him so badly, and my vagina always leaks a little whenever I am with him. And that bastard has locked his pants too tight for my liking. Look at me, and he is still holding back. I should give him for that. Some would be licking my foot just to get my attention. Here, my 'cum' is leaking and drying for the guy who is hesitating for no reason. For fuck's sake, it's just sex. What's wrong with that? I have completely stopped going to the sex club and am not involved with anyone else either. I have been completely devoted to the role that I adopted last year, still holding on to it. I am handling my sex desire myself, and that's the worst thing, as I can't get satisfied no matter how hard I try. I want hardcore, super hard, too much heat, crying, moans, and someone to crumble or break beneath me. That's called sex, and I am going to explore everything with Rowan once I get married. In no time, he will get used to everything, and I am going to make sure of it. A smirk formed on my face when I thought of my future with Rowan; whether I would be a devoted wife or not is beside the point. Well, anyone could guess the answer.
"I should do something about his wardrobe." "What?" "Nothing, it's getting late, and I've had enough chit-chat with you, Grandpa. I am done inhaling this shit, so goodbye for now." I started walking and made sure to wink at the nurse on my way.