#Chapter 101: Be Ready For Me

Ollie’s POV That night, in my room, I have a small buzz, the rum drink still pulsing through my veins. But the anticipation of what is to come has me feeling sober, a nervous mix of excited and nervous. I can’t sit still, and keep pacing the small space between the dresser and the door at the foot of the bed, waiting for Declan to arrive. It’s almost midnight and there’s still no sign of him. I’m starting to wonder if he just likes making me wait, or if something else came up tonight and he has no intention of visiting me at all. Before disappointment can take root inside of me though, the door knob turns and the door opens. Declan enters my room without even knocking, let alone asking for permission. I suppose, in moments like these, he doesn’t need to ask. When we are together like this, he is my Master, my Sir, and me? Well, I’m his… “Why aren’t you naked, slut?” he says, his voice harsh. “Did I not make myself clear? Did I not tell you to be ready tonight?” I’m still