sex-me boss.

A week later, the good mood hadn’t returned the way Elena would have liked. For the whole week, Finn hadn’t gone to the office and had stayed with Elena and Vlad. The situation with Vlad was much more complicated and he was the one who needed attention the most. Elena seemed distant as time went by and Finn couldn’t understand why. All he wanted to do was cancel his contract with Elena and start a real relationship with her, but taking care of them was his first priority. When he heard the voices of his two friends, he huffed in exasperation. He already knew what was going to happen and he didn’t want Vlad there.

-Super Dad, we weren’t sure you’d be home today. That’s surprising, coming from you.

Finn huffed and stood up. He took Vlad’s hand and they left the living room. Once in Vlad’s room, he sat him down on the edge of the bed and took a seat beside him.

-You’ve been quiet for the last two weeks, I admit I understand you because I’ve been through the same thing myself, but as I’ve already told you, I’d like you to remember that I’m here for you and I’ll never let you down. You don’t have to worry because you’ll never want for anything.

-will my mother survive then? will she die?

-I can’t really tell you what’s going to happen to her, Vlad, but if you ask me, I don’t think she’s going to survive. We’ll all be there for you. I’m going to see my friends and I’ll be back very soon.

Vlad nodded and Finn left his room. When he arrived in the living room, his friends’ naughty smiles didn’t bode well and he already knew he was in for a rough time. He went to sit down, but without masking his annoyance, which neither warmed nor chilled them.

She was aware that eavesdropping was wrong, but she couldn’t help letting her curiosity get the better of her.

-So, Finn, have you ever let yourself fall in love? It’s obvious how much you’ve changed, it’s like you’ve left the group of lifelong bachelors.

-I wonder if that’s all you’ve come to do at my place, Filip, talk to me about who I’m in love with and who I’m not.

-It’s very simple Finn and we don’t see why it’s so difficult for you to answer. Are you or are you not in love with the New Orleanian Elena Montoya?

Finn knew and was aware of how he felt about Elena, but saying it out loud was really difficult for him. He was the man who’d always wanted everyone to believe that a woman couldn’t come into his life. He wasn’t ashamed of the love he felt for Elena, only that his friends weren’t serious and he didn’t want them to be the first to know. First of all, he wanted to confess his love to Elena.

-I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not in love with anyone, and as you know, Elena is only my submissive. She was the deal and you yourself know that there’s no such thing as a serious relationship between a dominant and a submissive.

Her heart had just broken into a thousand pieces. And she who had believed that this man loved her for real – he’d never said anything to her, of course, but she’d thought that with everything that had happened between them, that things had changed a little – realized that she’d been wrong, yes, she’d been wrong to believe that she could have a chance with him. Just her submissive, yes she remembered that she had indeed signed that contract and that in order not to reveal it, she was pretending to be his personal assistant but she didn’t know it was up to this point.

-are you crying, elena?

She was startled to hear this voice, which belonged to Vlad. She hadn’t known when Vlad had arrived and she didn’t want to upset him. There were only two of them now and she didn’t want him to suffer or feel bad for her. With a quick gesture, she quickly wiped away her tears before turning to him.

-I’m not crying, big guy, it’s just a bug that got into my eye.

-I’m not a child anymore, you know, so I’d like to know why you’re in this state. You were crying and don’t deny it. Did Finn do something wrong to you?

Yes and unconsciously but she couldn’t tell him for fear he’d take it badly and get so angry at Finn that he hated him. Finn loved her and had promised her protection, but he hadn’t promised her anything and she’d got the wrong idea all by herself.

You know, Vlda, there are times when grown-ups allow themselves to dream, like dreaming of love and all the rest, but what they forget during their dreams is that not every dream is reality, and when they’re faced with reality, it hurts.

Vlad frowned, and Elena could see the compassion in his eyes. She wanted so much to know what he was thinking at that moment.

-In that case, I don’t think I’ll ever fall in love.

-Love is good Vlad, love makes you happy and you can trust me underneath it all when I tell you that.

-And love also breaks your heart and makes you cry, doesn’t it?

Elena touched her cheekbones as if tears were still welling up in her eyes. She couldn’t understand why her nephew was saying this when she’d been so careful not to say anything.

-I don’t know why you’re looking for answers, Elena. I’m not a baby anymore, you know. I know you’re crying because you’re in love with Finn and I thought you were going to get married. I really wanted to see you together and I guess he doesn’t feel the same way you do, does he?

Tears began to fill Elena’s eyes. She could have stood it, but it was stronger than she could bear. Vlad sat down beside her and took her head in his lap. Elena was ashamed to be pampered by a kid, but she needed it, she really needed it. When she felt better, she stood up and took Vlad’s hand. She’d made enough of a spectacle of herself in front of him as it was, and it was time for it to stop.

-I need to ask you something, Vlad. What’s happening is my fault. Finn never asked me to get my hopes up, so don’t blame him. I could have understood from the start, okay?Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

-But…

-No buts, it’s all my fault. You can’t force love, and what’s more, he didn’t say it to my face.

-Does that mean you’ve got a chance then? asks Vlad hopefully.

Elena shook her head negatively, which Vlad understood and didn’t insist on. This was a grown-up story and he was only a child, so there was no point in trying to understand. He knew they could work it out between themselves.