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quickly
rushing from my office.
    A few hours ago
I’d wondered if the connection I felt was a figment of my
imagination, now I knew she felt it too. Now I knew the intensity
and depth of what this relationship could be, and I wanted it with
every fibre of my being.
     
    "Inta, wait—" I
shouted as she made a quick escape out the back door of the studio
to her car. There was no way I could let her leave that easily.
Something had just shifted between us and we both knew it, yet here
she was running from me, from the possibility of us.
    I reached her
as she stood fiddling with the key in the car door lock; she was
clearly flustered and struggling to speed up the process of getting
into her car and away from me.
    “Hey, what just
happened“ I shouted.
    “I’m sorry
Dominic. I shouldn't have—“ she started, her back still to me.
    “Inta, look at
me". It took her a few moments to turn but when she did the
expression on her face gave me all the answers I needed—she felt
something for me. "You came to my office, why?"
    "Dominic, I
came to talk to you—" she said, staring at the ground.
    "Inta, look at
me—don't look at the ground" I said, sliding my hand across her
throat and pushing her face upwards. Her sharp intake of breath was
intoxicating but it was the wild look of challenge that had settled
behind her eyes that was most inviting. Pushing her against the car
and holding my hand firmly in place, I lowered my face to hers
rubbing my stubbled cheek across hers and causing her breathing to
become shallow and laboured. "Now, lets try this again Miss Inta;
what just happened in my office?"
    "I came to talk
to you Dominic" she replied, staring me down confidently.
    "Really
Inta—what did you want to talk about" I replied, smirking and
exhaling deeply into her ear.
    "I can't work
here anymore" she replied, taking the breath out of my lungs as she
did.
    I instantly
dropped my hand and took a step back, "What? Why?". I could feel my
composure slipping; could feel my temper threatening to explode.
The defiant look in her eyes challenging every nuance of control I
could muster.
    "Your rule. I
don't like it and I think I want to break it" came her measured
reply.
    Shaking my head
with confusion and barely bridled temper, "What the hell are you
talking about Inta?"
    Stepping
forward and resting her palms on my chest, she replied almost
silently but with stunning confidence, "Dominic Capello, I suspect
you've forgotten your own rules, particularly if tonight is
anything to go by." she replied before stretching up to my ear and
whispering, "Rethink your rule and I'll rethink leaving" nipping my
earlobe between her teeth before disappearing into her car.
     
     
    An hour and
umpteen deleted text messages later, I finally found the words to
reply:
    "Given your
very persuasive argument this evening, I've given the rule in
question some consideration... It still applies however I may be
convinced to overlook it under certain circumstances…"
    "I'm listening
Dominic"
    "It's really
simple; I want you Inta. What do you want?"
    "I want to be
free"
    "Free. That's a
strong word—what do you need to be free Inta?"
    " For so long
I've had to be in charge, in control of everything, everyone in my
life. I don't want that anymore."
    Freedom, I
thought to myself. I'd known something was lurking beneath Inta's
cool exterior and had definitely picked up on need for control, but
if she wanted me to help her break away from that, I would.
    "Freedom… I
can give you that." I text back.
    "I know.
Tonight, the way you held me, the way you took charge, the way you
commanded me. For a second, I wanted to scream at you for trying to
boss me around, then I realised it was almost a relief to not have
to think about the next move. I can't explain it, I just know I
want it."
    "What you want
takes commitment Inta, from both of us. I know what I can handle. I
know I can give you want you need. But for this to work, I need to
earn your unconditional trust