Desire To Control Her (Part: 15 My Drunk Butterfly) Sidnaaz

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I stepped into the club with Eve and my eyes are desperately searching for Sidharth. My heart stopped beating as my eyes fell over him.

I’m flooded with euphoria and my heart is filled with joy after seeing him after long four days.

He’s sitting with his friends (Dev, Max and Alex) and laughing with them. I missed him so much. There is some kind of peace in his laughter and he looks more attractive when he smiles or laughs.

I’m gawping at him like an idiot, forgetting everything. But just look at him, he is a perfect creation of God. Today he’s wearing the black shirt which suits him the most. He is looking so damn hot. I’m dead.

“Where are you lost, Sana. Let’s go.” I came on the earth back and went to him with Eve.

His eyes fell over me. After looking at me from head to toe, he looked away. He didn’t even say hi to me. I didn’t expect this. I felt hurt and my lips drew down in sadness.

I stood on the side and started drinking, angry and hurt.

“So how was your vacation, Sidharth?” Max asked him.

“It was so great, Dude. I enjoyed it a lot. There were so many hot girls.” He answered him loudly, making me angrier.

I drank one glass of scotch in one go and scowled at him.

“So what did you do there?” Alex asked.

“Alex, just don’t ask him, we aren’t interested to know about his great trip.” I murmured to myself, glaring at Alex.

“I just want to tell you that I had a lot of fun there with hot girls.” Sidharth again answered loudly and I clenched the glass in rage.

He isn’t even looking at me.

Now why he will look at me as there he has found so many hot girls?

I’m feeling like breaking the head of all those girls. I’m so fucking angry.

Sidharth’s P.O.V.

Finally, after four days, I saw my butterfly. Yes, she is my butterfly. She is looking so attractive and stunning like always in the black strapless jumpsuit. I felt like rushing to her and talk to her but only I know how I controlled myself because today I want her to take the initiative, therefore I looked away.

Now I’m intentionally telling in a high-pitched voice that how much I enjoyed the trip. I can look through the corner of my eyes that Butterfly is fuming in anger and I’m liking it.

I think I should stop now before she breaks anybody head.

She is drinking a lot. I want to stop her but I don’t want to show her that I’m still interested in her by talking to her first. This time I want her to initiate the conversation.

After sometimes Dev and Eve, Max and Lara, both the couple left to spend some alone time. Now Alex, Sana and I are sitting. Sana is still drinking and shooting daggers at me like she will kill me.

Alex got a call and he also left. Finally, she will talk to me, I guess.

I control myself from not smiling when she stood beside me.

She cleared her throat and said, “Hi, Sidharth.”

My happiness has no bond as for the first time she initiated the conversation.

“Hi, b,” I was about to call her butterfly but paused.

Not so soon, butterfly. You irritated me a lot. Now it’s my time.

“Call me Butterfly.” As she asked me to call her butterfly, I looked at her in utter shock.

“What?”

“I’m asking you to call me Butterfly. Are you deaf?” She shouted, frustrated.

“Why?” I asked, raising my brows.

She rolled her eyes. “Because I like it when you call me butterfly and I missed it a… lot.” She moved closer to me and whispered.

I’m taken aback after listening to her words. I’m staring at her incredulously.

“What more did you miss, butterfly?” I asked after moving closer to her more. Now I’m taking advantage of her drunk state because I want her to spit out all the truth.

“This. Our closeness.” She said, swaying her finger from me to herself.

I missed our closeness either.

“And?” I asked, moving even more closer to her and gazing into her charismatic eyes deeply.

“And I missed you.” She said, gazing at me intensely, driving me crazy with her gaze.

“Really?” I asked and she bobbed her head, looking so adorable.

“Did you miss me?” She asked, raising her brows.

“I’ll answer this question but before this, I want to ask a question from you.”

“But this is cheating, first I asked you a question.” She complained cutely and I couldn’t stop myself from chuckling.

“But I want to know that why you were ignoring me before and talking to me rudely.” I asked her because I really want to know this.

“Because your presence was affecting so… much. You know it was so difficult for me to ignore you but I didn’t have any other option.”

Oh, so this was the reason. I already knew that I have been affecting her from the beginning but I didn’t know that she was pushing me because of this only.

“Why you didn’t have any other option?”

“Why do I tell you, Mister? You aren’t even interested in me anymore. You got so many hot girls on the vacation and you didn’t even miss me.” She folded her arms across her chest and averted her eyes.

Is she getting jealous?

“Who told you that I didn’t miss you?” I suddenly asked her, raising my brows.

“You had a lot of fun on the vacation, so I assumed.” She shrugged her shoulders.

“I missed you too.” I answered her truly.

Her eyes shimmered and a smile flashed on her face after knowing this.

“But then why did you go?” She complained.

“Seriously! You’re asking me this, butterfly. You weren’t ready to talk to me. You were completely ignoring me but I still tried a lot,”

“I’m sorry.” She apologized suddenly.

“What did you just say?”

“I said I’m sorry for my behaviour. I know I was rude to you. But I didn’t want to become your submissive. I don’t like it if anybody controls me.”

“If you don’t want it, it’s fine. I’m not forcing you.” I said sadly.

“I want it.” As she said, I gasped.

What! Does she want to be my submissive?

Am I dreaming?

“What?” I asked in utter shock.

“I want a glass of drink.” She laughed loudly and I shook my head. For once I thought she seriously wants to be my submissive.

She slapped my head and said, “Idiot, I want whatever you want. I just don’t want you to leave me. I don’t want to lose you.” I’m taken aback after listening to her words.

I gazed into her eyes deeply at that moment and found so many unknown emotions and innocence in her eyes.

“Are you ready to become my submissive? Are you ready for a BDSM relationship?” I asked, not able to digest that she wants to be my submissive.

“Yes. Yes.” She answered loudly.

“But you hate it?”

“It doesn’t matter to me now. The thing which matters to me the most right now is that I want to be with you.”

She’s saying anything. She is drunk and it is useless to talk to her right now. I’ll talk to her about all this tomorrow when she is sober.

“Let me drop you home. You’re drunk, we will talk tomorrow.”

“No, I have already waited enough to talk to you. I don’t want to go, let’s talk.” She nodded her head.

“On the way, we will talk. Let’s go.”

“No, No. I want to talk to you right now, right here.” She said like a stubborn kid, looking super adorable.

“We will talk at home, butterfly. Please.” I requested.

“Awww… so sweet.” She pulled my cheek.

“What sweet?” I asked.

“The way you requested me, that so sweet. My Dom is so sweet.” She said and my eyes widened in shock.

I think she has lost her mind. She is saying anything.

“Now let’s go.” I said, holding her hand.

“Haye… I was missing your touch a lot.” She held my hand with her both hands and caressed it against her face, closing her eyes.

I’m just gazing at her in utter shock. She missed me the way I missed her.

For a few minutes, I got lost in her.

“Let’s go now.” She uttered and I came on the earth back.

I led her out of the club. We settled into the car. I messaged Dev.

Me: I’m dropping Sana at home because she is drunk.

I started the car after buckling our seatbelt. I’m happy to know that she missed me so much.

But does she really wants to become my submissive? I wondered, glancing at her before starting the car.

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