CHAPTER 6

**AVA**
I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at my phone with a perplexed expression. I can't believe Pietro somehow got my number. How did he do that? I don’t remember giving it to him last night. I type quickly, my fingers flying over the screen as I write:
"Hey, how did you get my number? I don’t remember doing that last night."
With a sigh, I leave the phone on the bed and get up, heading to the bathroom to take a shower. The hot water runs over my body, but my mind stays occupied with Pietro's message.
How did he do that?
After dressing in warm clothes for the workday, I’m finishing tying my hair when I hear the sound of a message coming in. I quickly grab the phone, my heart beating faster. I look at the screen and read the message:
"Well, I have my ways of getting what I want. Actually, it was easy, Ava."
My heart skips a beat. What does he mean by easy? I quickly typed another message:
"How?"
The response comes almost immediately:
"You didn’t give me your number, but you told me you worked at the city’s municipal library, and I guess I don’t need to tell you the rest of the story."
He got my number through my work at the library? That’s… my god. I don’t know if I should be impressed or scared. A smile forms on my lips as I imagine Pietro’s face at this moment.
"For a moment, you scared me."
I put the phone aside, finish tying my hair, and grab my bag. I’m ready to face the day, but one thing is certain: Pietro is definitely leaving his mark on my life in a way I never imagined.
I leave the building, distracted, looking at my phone, when I see another message from him.
"I don’t think you’re afraid of me, Ava. You were very relaxed last night.", He’s teasing again, and I smile, shaking my head as I walk through the busy city streets.
I slide my fingers over the screen, preparing a response, but before I can finish, the phone starts to ring. I sigh before answering, hearing Pietro’s deep voice on the other end.
"I want to see you again.", he says, straight to the point.
I laugh before responding.
"Good morning to you too, Pietro.", I realize he’s smiling on the other end of the call.
"Last night was intense for both of us, Ava. I’m sure you felt it too.", he continues, his voice conveying a certain confidence.
"I don’t know; maybe I’m not from the same world as you, Pietro.", I reply, hesitant. The truth is, I still don’t know him well enough to understand his world.
He’s silent for a moment before speaking again.
"I know you want this, Ava. You want to enter my world, and I’m willing to guide you."
I’m thoughtful for a moment, pondering his words. What is he trying to tell me? Before I can formulate a response, he makes a proposal.
"Have lunch with me today and we can talk more about all this. Do you accept?"
I’m silent for a few more seconds before finally agreeing. I slide my finger over the phone’s screen, receiving a message with the address of the restaurant he chose. I put the phone in my pocket and continue walking through the city streets, lost in thoughts about Pietro and what’s to come. Last night was really intense, and there’s something about him that intrigues me, something that makes me want to know him better.
The workday at the library passed smoothly for me, as usual. I organized books, helped some readers, and answered emails until lunchtime arrived. As I leave, I notice that the restaurant Pietro chose isn’t far away, which is convenient since I only have an hour before going back to work.
Entering the restaurant, I’m immediately taken by a feeling of nervousness. I observe the place's appearance and wonder if my credit card still has a limit. Everything here looks very expensive, which makes me a little uncomfortable.
I walk through the place, trying to disguise my anxiety, until my eyes fix on Pietro, sitting at a table near the window. My body trembles when our eyes meet. His intense blue eyes scan my entire body with a look of desire, and I smile, approaching and sitting in front of him.
Pietro is elegant in a white dress shirt, and I find myself wondering what he does to be so wealthy. Before I can get lost in speculation, he breaks the silence.
"You look wonderful, Ava. Sit down.", he says, indicating the chair in front of him.
I sit down, feeling a mixture of curiosity and nervousness.
"So, what do you do? What’s your job?", I ask directly.
Pietro smiles before responding enigmatically:
"Business."
"You’re only going to tell me that? I deserve more than that after you called my workplace.", I retorted, biting my lips and still looking at him.
"Well, I really do that. I have a few companies, and I manage them, Ava.", he responds seriously, and I nod, accepting his answer.
We place our orders, and while we wait, I decide to have a little wine to calm my nerves. However, before I can swallow the liquid, Pietro speaks directly:
"I want to fuck you again, Ava."
My eyes widen as I look around, checking if anyone heard his bold declaration.
"What?", I asked, surprised and a bit scared.
"I want you to be my submissive. It would be a good way for you to enter my world.", he says straightforwardly.
I raise an eyebrow, incredulous.
"And what makes you think I’d accept that?", I challenge.
"Your eyes are telling me that. Your body is begging for it, your breathing is heavier, and your heart is beating faster.", he observes with a confident smile.
"And if I touched your pants right now, they’d be wet.", he whispers in the last part, making me blink and drink more wine.
Pietro’s proposal hangs in the air like a dense cloud, filling my thoughts with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. As he talks about me becoming his submissive during a contract period, my mind spins, trying to imagine what that would mean for me.
"And then?", I ask, seeking more clarity.
Pietro takes a sip of wine before responding, without hesitation.
"You’d become my submissive during the contract period. We’d need to discuss the terms further at another time.", he explains, his voice firm and decided.
His answer catches me by surprise.
"How many submissives have you had as a Dominator?", I ask, trying to better understand his experience in this world.
He takes another sip of wine before answering, without hesitation.
"Fifteen.", he reveals without any hesitation.
I’m surprised by the number, trying to process the information.
"You need time to think about such a complex proposal, with something related to experiences you’ve never had before, and I respect that.", he says, his voice soft but firm.
"You want me that much?", I ask, seeking a direct confirmation.
"You know I do. And I don’t hesitate to say what I want. And I want you, Ava.", he responds, his sincerity evident in his words.
"I need time, Pietro.", I murmur, feeling overwhelmed by the magnitude of the decision before me.
"I agree with that.", he responds, his voice conveying understanding.
I try to dissipate the tension of the moment with a light comment.
"If I accept being your submissive, are we going to have sex in a red room?", I ask, trying to joke about the situation.
But Pietro doesn’t laugh. His expression is serious when he says:
"Go to the bathroom, Ava."
I’m confused by his sudden change of mood.
"What?", I ask, my voice a whisper of uncertainty.
"Go to the bathroom now, Ava.", he repeats, his voice firm and unwavering.
I sigh, feeling the excitement growing inside me as I get up and head to the women’s bathroom.