“You’re right, Stavros. But he can’t stay here. It’s too dangerous. Have him escorted to my tent.”“Your private quarters?” Stavros raise... a brow questioningly. “Yes, my tent.” Aella shot him a dangerous look. “Do you know where else he can be held in this camp where he can possibly be safe? Go, and be quick about it.”Without further questions, Stavros hurried off to stop the angry crowd of soldiers, while Aella stalked off to her tent.A few minutes later, a soldier arrived at her tent with a. It sounds odd for a Dom but there is such satisfaction in making things better for someone. I know this is not permanent so why not make the best of her future while fulfilling my needs. Through our conversations I have learned her hard limits (what I am not allowed to do to her, sort of)The term’s, my hard limits to include that she is to carry on her life with the bf as she wishes and needs to, as long as she meets my teachings in doing this. She may not flirt, chat, date or otherwise see any. D from Delhi University.Suddenly she said from her side is it possible we both get down from the metro & have coffee at a coffee shop. I called up my boss & took his permission for coming to office in the second half that day. Then we both went to Nirulas situated in Rajiv Chowk metro station. I have never taken coffee with a woman before prior to this meeting….Then after some casual talks with her; I did not know what was going on her mind….she said can you accompany me to my home as I’m not. She smiled and let me talk about myself without revealing much about herself, not even her name. She said that if I insisted on knowing her name that she would just make one up, so what was the difference. She was absolutely right. So I said, “Okay then I’ll just call you Rose.” When she asked me why I told her that a rose by any other name would smell the same. She liked that answer and agreed that Rose would do just fine.She was not new to the idea of being picked up in a bar, however I was.