Him

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I entered the room closing the door behind me.
"Neal no." I said softly and he drops his hand with the ring.
"Neal I cheated on you." I said and he looks down for a minute before he looks back up at me.
"So?, I cheated on you too." He said and I pinch the bridge of my nose.

"That doesn't bother me, it doesn't bother me that you slept with someone without my consent. Don't you see the problem in that?" I said and he shrugged.
"All relationships aren't the same." He tells me looking at me.

I walk up to him and shut the ring box.
"Neal this relationship was created out of frustrations at our other options. This is more of a compromise an agreement of sort. We can go months without talking to each other, years even if need be." I said hoping he'd understand.

"I want to change that? I want to marry you, live in a house with you. I want to build my family with you Astrid." Neal said and I couldn't believe he couldn't see things the way I saw them. I wondered if Carly felt this way when she was trying to talk me out of dating him.

"Besides even if we spent years apart you still rush when you hear something's going wrong with me." Neal said and I wasn't sure how to phrase my thoughts.
"Neal, what about me do you even like?" I asked before adding. "Aside for the sense of financial security and the fact that you need someone to start a family."

"You're very beautiful, very exotic." Neal said thinking about it more in-depth
"Most girls are beautiful when they're wealthy." I said and he speaks again.
"You're educated, strong and hardworking."
"Neal, is that what you're looking for in an employee or wife?" I asked and he puts his head down.

"The sex is great." He says and I winced.
"For who?" I asked and wraps my hands around his.

"This was what we both needed two years ago. We needed to know that someone would rush to the hospital if they received this call but now, now I need more than that. I need to want someone and I need to be wanted by someone and I know deep down you feel the same way. I'm comfortable to you because I'm a friend, you can have sex with when your horny. Who can make you seem well adjusted. Don't marry your friend just to fit in Neal."

"You told me you wanted me." Neal said and I moved away from him.
"I lied." I said before turning away from him.

"I'm so thankful to have met you Neal and I'm really sorry about your ankle."
I walked out the room feeling relief wash all over me fully.

I wasn't stringing him along anymore. Wasn't lying to fill up any holes.

It was when I got into the car that I realized that I had just given up on the last person in my life who gave a shit about me to any extent.

I sat in the parking lot remember when Vincent had proposed to me.

He'd been tied up on his knees with his arms tied up behind his back, strong robes held his thighs spread apart.

We had booked out my play room for the night like we always did on Friday's. My assistant had tied him up and left him helpless and leaking for me.

I remembered grinding the outer sole of the heels into his hard on. He jolts from the pressure against his penis. He was always a slut for being stepped on.

I was concentrating on milking all his precum out of him when my assistant walked in the room a red velvety box on a sliver platter as well as my favorite vibrator to use of his hard length.

I pull away in surprised.
"What's this slut?" I asked still in Dom space.
"You're already on your knees so why don't you go ahead and beg your mistress to marry you." My assistant said and Vincent did just that.