Master (MxB) novel Chapter 14

Corey's POV

Greg drops me off in front of the door to Hayden's house and I slowly make my way up the stairs.

School was exhausting today, with finals having started. I've been studying almost non stop, even though Hayden keeps telling me that I need to take breaks in between. He doesn't understand, I need to pass. It's the one sure way to show Father that I can do this, that I'm not as worthless as he said I am.

I know it seems illogical that I'm still trying to prove myself to this man, but years of being made to feel worthless, doesn't just go away in a few weeks or months. So here I am, still trying to prove to that hateful man that I am worth something.

I shake off the dark thoughts as I open the door, wondering if Hayden was home yet. He said he was coming home early today, because he had some things to sort out, but his early and my early were very seldom the same thing.

As I step into the house, I spot one of the new security guys, standing just inside the door. I can't remember what his name is, but he seems nice. A bit cold, but nice.

I was skeptical about his abilities when I was first introduced to him a few days ago, because if you look at him, he was only slightly taller than me and quite lean, with a pretty face for a guy. Then Hayden listed his abilities and what he was doing before getting into security and I have to admit, I was impressed. The little guy will be able to kick ass.

I nodded at him as I walked past, heading to the kitchen. He nodded back, before going back to doing whatever it is he does all day long.

In the kitchen, I head straight to the fridge, grabbing a water as well as the salad Hayden has taken to leaving for me every day.

I smile as I look down at it and think of how sweet he has been since we met. He's been really amazing to me since the first day, and I had no idea how I would ever be able to repay him.

I left my mind to wonder as I finished my food, then rinsed my dishes, before making my way towards the stairs. My mind was playing over the past few days and wondering what I could wear today to tease the bug guy

As I get to the top of the stairs, I glance down the hallway opposite to the one I take to reach my room. The slightly opened door at the end of the hall immediately caught my attention. I know it's always locked, because I've actually tried getting in there a few times. When I asked Hayden about it, I never really got a clear explanation of what that room was for.

As any normal, curious eighteen year old would do, I made my way towards the open door. I know, I know, curiosity killed the cat, BUT, satisfaction brought him back. So down the hallway I went, getting closer and closer to the door.

As I came right up to the door, I could hear shuffling coming from the inside and with my curiosity piqued, I nudged it open a bit wider, before peering around the edge of the door.

What I saw inside, caused my breathing to stop and my heart to race. From the black walls, with the intricate red patters painted across it, to the giant bed and very intimidating cross against the walls. The whips and canes displayed like artwork against one wall. The chains and pulleys hanging from a specialized framework on the ceiling. The interesting looking swing in the far corner of the room. Then last, but not least, the bench that was on display right in the center of the room.

My brain tried to make sense of what I was seeing, but it refused to function, because standing with his back to me, in front of a chest of drawers, looking fine as fuck, was Hayden. Once again he wasn't wearing a shirt, only an old, faded pair of low slung jeans and barefoot.

Without any thought, my feet slowly carried me into the room, my steps silent on the thickly carpeted floor.

I knew what this room was from my very first glimpse of it. I might have been very innocent, but I have watched Fifty Shades of Grey. I also might have become a little bit curious about BDSM after that and let's just say that some of what I had seen on my searches through the internet, had intrigued my innocent mind, but also left me feeling very nervous about it.

I don't know what attracted his attention, but Hayden suddenly turned around and looked at me with widened eyes.

"Umm... Corey, when did you get home?" He asked, but I could see the look of fear and guilt in his eyes. My heart was thumping a mile a minute, but I realized that out of the two of us, Hayden actually seemed to be more afraid than me.

"I-i got h-home a few minutes ago." I told him, with a slight stutter. My nerves were through the roof. I really didn't do too well with sudden changes or surprises. My nerves weren't from seeing the room and realising what it meant. No, my nerves were from the suddenness of it all.

"Oh, umm..." Hayden ran his fingers through his hair in agitation and he seemed to be at a loss for words for the very first time since I met him.

I decided to man up for once in my life and apologize for intruding on his private space, so I took a deep breath, "I'm s-sorry for intruding l-like this. I d-didn't mean to. I j-just saw the door open and I g-got curious. I'm s-so sorry." I stumbled through my apology, and start backing out of the room.

"Corey, wait." I heard Hayden say as I turned to leave the room. I slowly turned around, but I couldn't bring myself to look up into his eyes. Not from fear, but because I didn't want him to see what I was feeling right now.

It was silent for a moment, before he spoke again. "Look at me Corey." There was no way I could not obey the clear command in his voice. It pulled me in and my body became a puppet to his commands as I find myself raising my eyes to his.

His eyes searched mine before he took a step closer to me. I started trembling as I became mesmerized in his eyes. The look so intense, that I felt compelled to follow his every command.