Page 61 of Learning to Trust

I held up the envelope. "A man brought this and said I've been served. Why am I being served? I haven't done anything wrong as far as I know."

“I don’t know, Sweetheart but if you open the envelope we will find out.”

Andrew guided me to a couch in the living room, sat, and pulled me onto his lap. With shaking hands, I extracted a paper from the envelope. After scanning what was written, I slapped a hand across my mouth and tears filled my eyes.

“David?” I could hear the worry in Andrew’s voice and thrust the paper at him before collapsing against his chest.

“Fuck!”

“What do I do, Sir?”

“Let me call my lawyer.”

“We have a family lawyer.”

"It might be best not to use anyone that has anything to do with your father or his company, Babe. You want someone who will focus solely on your interests."

"Thank you, Sir. The prick wants to ruin me by taking everything.”

Andrew lifted my head, and I gazed through watery eyes into his. “Listen to me carefully—no one is taking anything from you.”

“Okay, Sir.”

“I need to know because Allison will ask, did you work on the app. on a company computer or in company time and did you use their development team?”

"No, Sir. This was my idea and my father never approved so I only ever worked on it after hours and on my own computer. I never asked the team for any advice. They were working with me on a different game for the company and I didn't do anything with it after leaving." Deep down, I'd suspected my prick of a father would try something. It didn't surprise me to know how hated I was.

“I’ll call Allison now. Do you have dinner ready?”

“It’s a casserole in the slow cooker, Sir. It will keep.”

“Go upstairs to the playroom. I want nipple clamps and a paddle. Strip and wait for me on your knees.”

Kneeling for Andrew was something I'd suggested a couple of weeks earlier when Leon had told me it was a way of showing respect. The only other sub in our circle had been invaluable in educating me in the way of a sub.

Andrew held me tight and kissed the top of my nose. “You need something to take your mind off this shit.”

“Thank you, Sir.” My Dom was right, I desperately needed to be distracted.

Andrew set me on my feet, and as I left to go upstairs, he pulled his phone from a shirt pocket.

Chapter Seventeen

ANDREW

Standing at the door with my arms crossed, I admired the magnificent site before me and thought about something I had tucked away in the toy drawer.

There was no doubt David knew I was there, but he didn't lift his eyes. Instead, he kept them fixed on his upturned hands that were resting on his knees. Fuck I loved the man.

“Stand.”

David pushed to his feet and our eyes connected. Stress. Worry. Fear. All were reflected back at mine.

I extended one hand and David slid his palm against mine. I tugged his arm, he stepped close and melted into me when I wrapped my arms around his waist.

“I love you so much and I promise to make this better. Allison will be here at eleven tomorrow morning to go over everything.”

"I'm worried, Sir. My father is ruthless, and I've had front-row seats in the past to what he does to those who have dared cross him."