"You know what. Imma act like this didn't happen and you're gonna be a good little omega. Now get changed and come lie down with me."

"Oh… um.. okay. I'll be there in a minute, okay?" Hopefully he says yes.

"NOW, Max." Fuck me.

"Okay, I'm coming." Jesus. He was never like this before. I walk in the bedroom, change, and go to sleep. Maybe tomorrow will be better,

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I woke up at around 2 A.M. I decided I would go to work early. I get dressed, brush my hair and teeth and get my keys. As I'm about to leave, I'm shoved against the wall near the door.

"Where the hell do you think you’re going?"

Jesse whispers into my ear. He is holding my wrist tight enough, I can't move.

"Jess, I have a job y'know." He kisses my neck and finally let me go.

"If I drive past the station, you're going to be there? Y'know, since you have a job."

"Jesse, I'm a criminal profiler. So no. I'll be at a crime scene analyzing what the criminal did and all the possible motives." He was starting to piss me off. He knows exactly what I do for a living. He asked me a question but I wasn't listening. I just walked out the door and started my car. I made sure to lock the doors. Knowing Jesse, he'll get pissed and make me come inside to punish me.

As I pull out the drive way on my way to the office, I start to remember the last time Jesse punished me. The knifes and whips were everywhere. I was tied to the bed. Blood was starting to pool around me. Jesse finally speaks up.

Did you finally learn not to talk back to me? I pipe out a quick yes sir. He starts to bandage all the cuts and smiles, content with my answer. I shiver at the thought.