Corruption - Leigh Lennon Page 0,62
been kidding myself anyway, thinking she’d sleep away from me.
But Danner got off on a technicality, and now I’ll never let her out of my sight or protection.
“With school starting this week, I need to make sure you’re okay.”
She darts her eyes away from me. “Permission to speak openly, Master.”
I love this part of her. I’ve not asked her to do this, but she does it anyway because it’s true, she only ever wants to please me.
“Yes, go ahead, precious.” I point at the bed, and we both sit beside one another.
“I love how much you want to protect me, but I’m not comfortable with my own security detail.”
“I wouldn’t like it either, but I need to protect you. Danner is unhinged.” I leave it at this because this subject is not up for discussion. I listen to her because I need her input, but at the end of the day, I’m still the same dominant asshole she fell in love with, and I will always follow my intuition when it comes to Jewel.
“Yes, Master.” She sighs. She doesn’t have to like it, and she doesn’t agree with me, but she does it anyway.
“I love you, gem. It’s you and me.”
“Yes, Master.” And with that, we’re back in order to get back to our home and back to our life.
The front of our home looks different, and I love the changes my designer created on the outside to mold the two different spaces together. There’s not an entrance to the spare apartment anymore.
She’s not paying attention to anything and is reading something on her phone, but this is good. I pull into the garage. I’ll show her the outside later after she discovers the changes in the inside.
I’ve not seen it either, so when I walk into the kitchen from the mudroom, there had only been one way to turn. But today, as we enter, there’s a hallway leading to the other side. I pull her behind me as she gasps, walking into what used to be the extra apartment on the other of side of my house.
The old kitchen has been turned into a large pantry, and next to it is a better laundry room. Both rooms are walled off, giving us more space and storage. The living room in the old apartment is designed as a music room with a door, giving her space where she can play the piano or sing. The baby grand, along with an acoustic guitar, are all lined up. I’d only told my designer to decorate in a subtle way with light colors. Watercolor paints of different musical notes hang on the walls, and it’s perfect. The front door to this apartment is gone, and she gives me a questioning look. “I’ll show you the outside later.”
We move down the hall where the open staircase had been. They’re still there because I wanted two ways to get up and down the stairs, but they are closed in behind a new wall with a small library and study room for Jewel in a little alcove.
I’d had the builders design a space where she could have all her classic books she brought from home. I wanted her to have something from her childhood since so much of that had been destroyed when her father kicked her out. The colors are muted blues and greens with a custom desk they created for her. On the other side of the alcove, she spots the steps.
“I always wanted a home with two staircases. It seems so grand!” she squeals.
I climb the steps as she follows me, and we emerge on the other side of our new house. It’s the same footprint from before with a large bedroom and the adjoining bath. However, this bedroom has been modified. “I don’t always want to share you at the club.” I open the bedroom, and in it is my new equipment I had shipped in an expedited fashion.
“I will add more, but for now, we have a bed, a cross, a couple of canes, a flogger, and a punishing bench, which is the perfect height for me to fuck you on.” My eyes turn to hers as I finish. “And we’ll work on it together to really make a playroom for both you and me.”
A blush creeps onto her face, and she throws herself around me. “I love it so much.”
I point at the wall that had blocked the upstairs of both apartments. A sliding pocket door is now what separates