Lenette stood there taking in his words, watching him move back to his desk and reached for something out of his drawers, that cursed gift box.
Caesar opened it and took out the leash, the languidly strolled back to where she stood. He took hold of her neck, his touch rough, she watched him run his thumb along the centre of her neck, he put pressure on that spot making her swallow involuntarily.
It was a while before he moved again to put that thing around her neck. He then turned back to the box and took out a chain and clasped it on the leash. His lips formed a satisfied smile, and his eyes ate up the sight of her. "I have the sudden urge to make you crawl to me." he thought out loud causing her to visibly frown.
"That was never part of the deal." She reminded.
