Your hijab warms me

Chapter 25 He's Crazy ! I Think I Should Give Up.

His mouth frowned, either amused or relieved.

"Other people?" He blinked a few times as he considered his answer. "I did this to the woman who wanted me."

I don't get it.

"If you have willing volunteers, why am I here?"

"Because I really want to do this with you."

"Oh," I gasped. Wh why?

I walked to the far corner of the room and patted the waist-high padded stool and rubbed my skin. He likes to hurt women. That thought depressed me.

"You sadistic?"

"I'm a Dominant." Her blue eyes are hot, intense.

"What does that mean?" i'm whispering.

"That means I want you to willingly surrender yourself to me, in every way."

I frowned at him as I tried to assimilate this idea.

"Why would I do that?"

"To please me" he whispered as he tilted his head to one side, and I saw the ghost smiling.

I have to help her? He wants me to please him? I think my mouth is gaping.

"In very simple terms, I want you to please me" he said gently. Sounds hypnotic.

"How do I do that?" Dry mouth. Okay, I understand the fun part, but I'm confused by the torture of the rooms arranged in such a way. Do I want to know the answer?

"I have rules, and I want you to obey them. It's for your benefit and for my pleasure. If you follow these rules to my satisfaction, I will give you a gift. Otherwise, I will punish you, and you will learn" he whispered. I glanced at the stick rack as he said this.

"And where does all this fit?" I waved my hand towards the general direction of the room.

"That's all part of the incentive package. Neither reward nor punishment."

"So, you'll get your kick by exerting your will upon me."

"It's about gaining your trust and respect, so let me impose my will on you.

I'll get a lot of fun, excitement, even in your surrender. The more you send, the greater my excitement - this is a very simple equation."

"OK, and what do I get out of this?"

He shrugged and looked almost sorry.

"Me" he said briefly.

Astaghfirullah, Ricardo is a little crazy, or does he have a disorder? He ruffled his hair while staring at me.

"You're not giving anything away, Gisele," he murmured desperately.

"Let's go back down so I can concentrate better. It's so annoying to see you here."

He brought me back and now I hesitate to accept it.

Rahma said he was dangerous, he was right. How did he know he was dangerous to my health, because I knew I'd say yes. And part of me doesn't want to.

Part of me wants to run screaming from this room and everything it represents.

"I won't hurt you, Gisele." Her blue eyes pleaded, and I knew she was telling the truth. And he took me out the door.

"If you do this, let me show you." Instead of going back down, he went straight out of the playroom, as he called it, and down the corridor.

We passed through several doors until we reached one at the end. Outside there is a bedroom with a large double bed, everything is white. everything, furniture, walls, beds. It is sterile and cold but with the most beautiful views of Jakarta through glass walls.

"This will be your room. You can decorate it as you please, have whatever you like here."

"My room. You expect me to move?" I can't hide the horror in my voice.

"Not full time. Just say, Friday night until Sunday. We have to talk about all that, negotiate. If you want to do this," he added, his voice was slow and hesitant.

"I'm going to sleep here?"

"Yes." Yeah."

The kind and caring Ricardo, who saved me from a headache last time and saved me from my first kiss he was a monster who had a whip and chain in a special room.

"Where are you sleeping?"

"My room is downstairs. Come on, you're gonna be hungry."

"Surprisingly, it seems like I'm losing my appetite" I murmured angrily.

"You must eat, Gisele," he rebuked and brought me back down.

Returning to a very large room, I was filled with a deep sense of trepidation. I was on the brink, and I had to decide whether to jump or not.

"I'm fully aware that this is the dark path I've shown you, Gisele, which is why I really want you to think about this. You must have some questions" he said as he walked into the kitchen area.

"You have signed the covenant, you can ask me whatever you want, and I will answer."

I stood by the breakfast table watching him as he opened the fridge and took out a different plate of cheese. He placed the plate on the workbench and started cutting the steak.

"Sit down." He pointed to one of the chairs at the breakfast place, and I obeyed his orders. I realized he's been bossy ever since I met him.

"You mentioned the documents."

"Yes." Yeah."

"What document?"

" A contract that says what we will and will not do. I need to know your limits, and you need to know my limits. It's likeable, Gisele."

"And if I don't want to do this?"

"It's okay" he said carefully.

"But we won't have any relationship?" I asked.

"NO."

"Why?"

"It's the only kind of relationship I'm interested in."

"Why?"

He shrugged his shoulders.

"That's how I am."

"How did you become like this?"

"Why is there such a person? It's a little hard to answer. Why some people love cheese and others hate it" He took some big white plates from the cupboard and put them in front of me.

We're talking about cheese...

"What are your rules I should follow?"

"I wrote it down. We'll talk about it after we eat."

Meals. How can I eat now?

"I'm not really hungry" I whispered.

"You will eat" he said simply. He's always who he wants to be.

"Do you want another cup of tea?"

"Yes please."

He poured the Yuja Tea again into my glass and sat down beside me. I sip in a hurry.

"Help yourself to eat, Gisele"

I took a little bundle of wine. I can handle this. He narrowed his eyes.

"Have you been like this for a long time?" I asked.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Is it easy to find a woman who would do this?"

He raised an eyebrow at me.

"You'll be amazed" he said flatly.

"Then why me, I really don't understand."

"Gisele, I told you. There's something about you. I can't leave you alone." He smiled ironically.

"I'm like a fire moth." His voice darkened.

"I want you so much, especially now, when you bite your lips again." He took a deep breath and swallowed.

My heart skipped a beat but at the same time scared, he wanted me. In a strange way, right, but this handsome, weird guy wanted me.

"I think you have a personality the wrong way." I grumbled. I'm a moth and he's a flame, and I'm gonna burn. I-i know.

"Eat!"

"No. I haven't signed anything yet, so I thought I'd hang on to my free will for a little longer, if that's okay with you."

His eyes softened, and his lips formed a smile.

"As far as you are, Miss Anastasya"

"How many women?" I asked a question, but I was very curious.

"Fiveteen."

Oh. not as much as I thought.

"For a long time?"

"Some of them, yes."

"Have you ever hurt anyone?"

"Yes." Yeah."

He is absolutely crazy like in the days of Jahiliyah, I have to resuscitate him in any way if indeed I want him to turn into a good man.

" Well, is it bad?"

"NO."

"Are you going to hurt me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Physically, are you going to hurt me?"

"I'll punish you when you need it, and it'll hurt."

I think I'm feeling a little lost my consciousness. I drank my tea again.

"Have you ever been beaten?" I asked.