CHAPTER 19

MIA POV.
The next morning, I found myself standing outside Dominic's office, my heart racing with anticipation and fear. Last night everything seemed to go well in my mind but now it seems stupid. On the one hand, I wanted to use this situation to help myself but the other part of me, the psychologist in me, wanted to help him just as much. This was after all my area of expertise.
I took a deep breath, smoothed out my dress that Elizabeth picked out for me this morning. Taking another deep breath to gather a little more of my courage, I knocked on the door. The sound seemed hollow and overly loud to my ears as I stood in the hallway. “Enter.” Was all that came from the inside.
I opened the door and stepped inside. Dominic stood at the window of his office, looking out onto the sunny grounds. When he turned to face the person who stepped into his office, he was calm and collected. He looked at me with a hint of curiosity, but no sign of the vulnerability I had seen the night before. "What can I do for you, Mia?" he asked, his voice neutral.
I shuffled nervously before closing the door behind me and approaching him, meeting his gaze head on. "I think we need to talk, Dominic," I said, my voice steady even though I wanted to run out the door I came in from. He raised an eyebrow, turning to face me fully.
"It’s about last night," I said, my voice firm. "And I think I can help you." I continued and in an instant his eyes hardened and I felt a sense of warning from him. "Like I told you last night, I do not need help." he said, and I think he was about to dismiss me when I spoke again. "Yes, you do, Dominic. What is happening to you is more common than you think and with my expertise in psychology, I think I can help you with your panic attacks." I quickly said before adding. “And no one has to know. It would be completely confidential between you and me.” I said and a look of surprise crossed his face before he masked it again.
He sighed and briefly glanced out the window he had been previously staring out of. "What makes you think you can help me, Mia?" He asked and my heart skipped a beat in hope and excitement.
"Because I've studied cases like yours before. And I think I can help you find a way to control your attacks.” I said and Dominic looked back at me. There was something in his eyes, almost like a hint of desperation and hope and it was then that I knew I was right about him. He wanted a solution, and he was willing to listen.
For a moment I thought I had won, but his expression suddenly became stoic. He started to shake his head, and I moved closer to him. "Please, Dominic," I said. "Let me help you.” I almost pleaded, but his expression hardened, his eyes turning emotionless. “Leave.” He said lowly, but I tried again. “Please Dom…” I started to speak before he cut me of with a finality in his voice. “I SAID LEAVE!” He said through clenched teeth, and I knew the conversation was over.
I felt disappointment, but I knew better than to push him further about this. Maybe next time. I thought to myself as I turned and walked to the door, leaving without looking back at Dominic.
I trudged back to my room, all the while replaying the conversation in my head. I could have handled that better. I thought and scoffed to myself. The bloody man was as hardheaded as a brick wall.
I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn’t see the familiar figure leaning against the wall next to my door, arms crossed. Tony. As I approached my bedroom door, he pushed off from the wall and unfolded his arms to bury them into his pants pocket, waiting for me to reach my room. I felt annoyed at seeing him here but at least he didn’t have that stupid smirk on his face. He must still be pissed about getting engaged or that his father had chased his companion for the night.
“I don’t have the strength for you today, Tony.” I said once I reached my room and stopped in front of him. His lips thinned as he looked down at me. “Neither do I, but here I am non the less.” He said and I saw a flicker of something cross his face. I have almost forgotten that he was forced into this just as much as I was.
I sighed. My irritation only slightly subsided. "What do you want, Tony?" I asked curtly. “I have something to discuss with you. Can we do this inside? He asked and after a moment’s hesitation I nodded. What could Tony possibly want to talk about? I wondered. I open my door and walk in first with Tony following me inside and shutting the door.
DOMINIC POV.
I sat at my desk. My eyes fixed on the surveillance footage on the monitors in front of me. I followed Mia’s path through the manor as Vivienne unzipped my pants, pulling out my semi erect member with her warm hands. I adjust myself more comfortably and briefly close my eyes as the warmth of her mouth consumed my cock.
My eyes open and I focus on the monitors again. Searching for Mia, until I found her. It looks like she had taken a detour towards her room. Good. I thought as Vivienne began working her mouth over and over again over my hard cock.
I narrowed my eyes as I notice Mia just arriving at her room, but she wasn't alone. Tony, was there, waiting for her. I was so distracted in following Mia’s every move through the manor that I had missed Tony’s presence on the cameras. I was so focused on the screen that I hardly heard Vivienne’s little keening noises that she made while sucking me. I watched as they stopped to talk to each other and to my surprise, Mia entered her room with Tony closely following her inside. I felt a pang of unease as the door swung shut after them.