Phones rang, faxes were made, and everything was the same.Or so I told myself.Jim, who must have been eyeing the elevator waiting for me, quickly appe...red in front of me."Jonathan," he cried, "Good god, it took you over an hour to get here."I started to inform him about the bad traffic ... but he waved me off."Never mind, never mind ... the girls are late coming back in from the hospital anyway, and they've only just arrived." Jim took a big breath and checked his watch."Great Scott it's almost. He would never forget last night. On cold winter nights, he'd huddle under blankets and relive last night a thousand times.He thought about rummaging around in the kitchen to see what he could rustle up for breakfast, but then decided not to. Some women are fairly territorial about their kitchens.Instead, he went back to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, examining the fascinating woman who had tumbled pell mell into his life.She was beautiful in repose. Her face was so smooth. No. The pay and power afforded him was worth the burden of playing this character.He paused the music, pulled out his satellite phone and dialed a number he'd committed to memory long ago. Storing numbers in his phone was too big of a risk. His phone had been specially modified to erase any numbers the moment the call ended. Like the rest of the organization's phones, his connected to a Korean satellite using heavy encryption. It rang eight times before the man at the other end answered."Mr.. I want your obedience, your submission to me in all things. I’m a controlling asshole, and I like dominance. It’s who I am. I want to take care of you, give you things, protect you. All I want from you is your submission. Let me make the decisions, in all things. Especially in this room.”I had shifted to tilt my head to the side to look at him while he spoke. Taking in his tanned face, his blue eyes shifted to mine. His dark blond hair mussed from the day, he dragged a hand through it as he.