My CEO is a Submissive and I am the Dominant

It should be the best day I've ever had. Eating my favorite ice cream with durian flavor, walking across the street, window shopping, and looking at many hot guys around the streets. Like the one who was looking for something that I don't know over there. I can see his perfect ass, although it's covered in his white trousers that don't allow me to see his legs. Or a cute guy with a great body shape, but unfortunately already has a girlfriend, as she stands beside him and chuckles like a donkey.

But now, my perfect day is already over. In front of the biggest shopping center in the city where I lived, I stared intently at a standing pretty cool with an overbearing attitude man, who seemed not to care about his surroundings. We bumped into each other unintentionally, and it made my previous ice cream fall onto the floor.

I looked at my ice cream with a sad look, as if I'm going to cry. It's my favorite ice cream in durian flavor I rarely had a chance to buy it, and it's already fallen to the floor, my clothes, and also that person's coat, who bumped into me before.

What's even more annoying to me was instead of apologizing for bumping into me and dropping my ice cream, he was busy cleaning his jacket from my ice cream, and not caring too much about me, as if my existence was not important to him. As soon as he finished cleaning his coat, he threw the used handkerchief at me instead of throwing it into the trash bin.

"Just use it to clean your clothes. I don't need it." he said before he left.

Now you understand, why was I so annoyed by his act? I'm sure people would be so annoyed if they were treated like that. And if you ask why I glared at that guy when I said he just left, that's because I managed to stop him before he left.

"Where are you going?" I asked, trying to contain the annoyance at being treated like a lowly creature.

"Go. You should know it just from looking at me, right?"

This guy! He is insane! At least, go apologies for what you did before!

I bit my lips and immediately approached him, grabbed his collar roughly.

"I don't care if you are rich or just pretending to be rich. But the way you treated me was just rude!"

"Really? From where?" he asked. He looked so freaking calm watching me screamed at him like a mad person while trying to loosen my grip a little. Which of course I didn't let him from doing that, and I tightened my grip even more.

"First, you've run into other people and knocked over other people's things." I said, gesturing the number one with my finger right in front of his face.

The person frowned. "It's true that I hit you earlier. But you also hit me yourself. So why should I apologize?"

This guy! Patience, patience.

I took a deep breath before resuming my words. "Second, you don't apologize."

"You're not apologizing either. Are you?"

This creature… I hate him even more!

While trying to hold back my anger that soon I was sure that I would explode, I signaled a number three with my finger, while handing the handkerchief that still had leftover ice cream that I had eaten earlier at him. "Third, you give a used thing to the person you hit. Do you think other people won't feel annoyed if you give them used goods like that?"

"Why? Looks like you are okay with it, so I gave you the thing I used. So where is the problem?"

The problem is in your brain, d*ckhead! You shrimp brain! No, shrimp is much still much better than him!

Because I could not take it anymore, I immediately grabbed his hair and kicked him many times while uttering swear words. Wishing that what I was doing could open up this bastard's mind.

You heartless living creature! After this, I make sure you apologize for my fallen ice cream! I don't care if you have money or not, you just have to compensate for my ice cream!

"Can you stop?" he asked, trying to hold back my hand that was still grabbing his hair. "If you keep pulling, I'll be bald later!"

I took the opportunity to kick him hard as his hands tried to stop me from grabbing his hair with all his might. "It's good if you get bald! I'll let everyone know that you deserve it!"

"If you continue like this, you'll ..."

Before he could finish his words, I started to lose my balance because I was too eager to kick that person. And ended with my position lying on the ground, while he was right above me. Our eyes met for a few moments before I turned my gaze to his upper body.

"Tell me what you want." said that man.

His voice that sounded firm in my ears made my brain seem to stop working for a moment. I swallowed my saliva, and without realizing it, my eyes were getting busy tracing every inch of this annoying person's appearance. My hand slowly began to feel his body which was still wrapped in the coat, as if I didn't want to miss the golden opportunity that I rarely get. From his expression, I felt that he didn't mind what I was doing right now, so I decided to continue my hand movements until I reached his waist.

A little more

I looked back at his face. He was trying to bite his lower lip as my hand pressed hard against his waist as if he were holding back from making a sound. The look in his eyes seemed to beg me to keep pressing his waist like this.

Is this a good sign? I thought, trying hard to stop myself from smiling in front of this person.

To test whether my current guess was correct or just an illusion, I tried to touch his crotch with my knees and move it slowly. His stiff expression suddenly turned into a person of fear and panic, but I didn't intend to stop my movements earlier. From behind his black pants, I could feel his dick tense immediately due to the stimulation that I was giving at this time. And maybe also because of the tension with our current situation, which is in a crowded place.

If he didn't want to let me do it, he would have gotten up from his current position and scolded me for touching his private area without his permission. Then, at worst, I might be dragged into the police station on charges of sexual harassment. He didn't protest at all and instead let me continue my current movement.

Then my gaze shifted to the appearance of the man in front of me right now. His black hair, which he smoothed back, showed his ears and neck, making him look so seductive. His eyes were sharp, but at a glance, I saw his eyes look like he was hiding something he didn't want to show to others. His sharp nose, and the look on his face that looks firm. There was his aftershave around the top of his lips and chin, making him look so seductive.

"Are you satisfied with looking at me? Can you stop the movement of your dirty hand?"

I immediately woke up from my reverie. Jeez, what did I just do at a time like this? I quickly stopped the movement of my hands and feet earlier, before I regretted my decision, and immediately stood up from where I fell earlier.

"Now you quickly say what you want. I want to finish our business quickly."

In contrast to his arrogant voice, his expression said that he was enjoying what I was doing. My eyes then turned to his lower body, observing his crotch area which was covered by the black trousers, while imagining what underwear he was wearing right now. Imagining that I was in a hotel with the man in front of me right now, asking him to take off all his clothes, then walking like a dog with his mouth stuffed with the underwear he is wearing right now makes me almost drool, which finally managed to hold it from dripping out.

I then swallowed my saliva and turned my face in the opposite direction while saying my request. "I just want you to apologize for dropping my ice cream earlier. And please buy ice cream with the same flavor as the one you dropped earlier."

"Then how about you?"

"What do you mean?" Now it's my turn to look at him with an amazing face. "I don't understand."

He rolled his eyes. "You don't understand or you pretend that you don't?"

"I don't understand what you said."

He pointed at my hands with an impatient face. "Did you forget what you were doing with your hands and feet?"

I looked at my hands with an astonished face. "What do you mean? Speak clearly, please!"

It seems like he lost his temper and immediately pulled my two hands in front of him. "Did you forget that you used your dirty hands to touch my body earlier? Do you want me to make you remember what you did earlier?"

Now I understand what he said earlier. My devil hand. What were you doing, touching a stranger's body carelessly? You surely are crazy!

"About that, I-I .. Hngg!"

I tried hard not to let out my voice as his left hand moved slowly down my neck, the most sensitive part of my body. While his right hand tried to hold my body so as not to fall back. It seems like he planned to make me remember what I did to him earlier.

Then I could feel his hand starting to move down my shoulder, playing with my little hair which I let loose because it wasn't that long; only touched my shoulders.

"If you want, just talk. We can continue what we did earlier in another place. The hotel over there, for example?" he whispered into my right ear, amused me.

His hand then descended until it reached my fingers which I could feel began to sweat from nervousness. He then raised his hand, which automatically made my hand move along with his hand movements. And kissed the back of my hand slowly. The look in his eyes that looked like a dog asking for his gift caught my eye even more right now.

"What do you think? Do you want to do that?"

How could he say something like that in a crowd like this now with a face like that?

"I'll accept it. Why not?"

How could I pass up the opportunity to see his muscles up closely? This is called a rare opportunity! It would be great if I could get a chance to realize what I imagined before with this guy.

His face looked shocked when he heard my answer that seemed so straightforward. "Are you sure what you said earlier?"

I nodded my head in high confidence. "You're the one who offered it yourself. How could I refuse such a good offer, right?"

His face, which had been surprised earlier, is now smiling. A smile that was more like a devil's smile than an angel's smile, if I could explain what kind of smile he was displaying right now.

His left hand has now stopped playing with my hair. With alacrity, he carried me like a princess without feeling difficult. As if my weight was no big deal for him. I reflexively linked my hands to his neck.

"Look at the couple over there! How romantic! Her boyfriend is carrying her!"

"Look, you should learn from that guy! We've been dating for almost five years and still can't carry me like that guy!"

"If only I have a boyfriend like him ..."

Hearing the noise from people I just realized that we are now the center of attention made me feel so embarrassed. I usually forget that right now I'm in front of a shopping center that is very crowded!

He turned his gaze towards me and smiled at me that I just realized was so charming. "What shall we do? We are mistaken for a couple. Should we just continue the show?"

What did he say earlier? Show? What is he doing right now is just a show for him?

"Listen. This isn't a show. It's real. Let me show you."

I brought my face closer and immediately kissed his defenseless lips. I don't know why I did it, but hearing what he said just now, followed by his still sad eyes somehow made me want to kiss him right now. He looks so shocked by what I did earlier; his eyes widened when he realized what I was doing earlier. I ignored him and continued kissing him for a while before I finally let go of my kiss.

"How about that? Still feel like this is part of the show?" I asked with a smile.

His face still looks shocked by what I did earlier. I paid no attention to the screams of the people behind us. Seeing his expression like this made me feel so satisfied.

It seems I like his reaction this time; much cuter than before.

He swallowed hard before starting his words. "Your mouth smells of durian."

"That's my goal. I want to make you realize that this is not just a show or fantasy. Want to try it one more time?" I asked, preparing to let out the durian smell that lingered in my mouth.

He shook his head. "No, thanks. You better tell me quickly where you bought the ice cream, so we can finish it quickly."

"You should say it sooner, shouldn't you? Alright, hurry up and go now."

Before he stepped his feet towards my destination, I pulled his collar towards me, staring intently at him. "Don't even think about letting go of the sling. Got it?"

He nodded his head at my command earlier. "Understood. I won't let it go."

I nodded in satisfaction and let him carry me, while I showed him the location where I bought the ice cream earlier.

"It's here. Now get off me."

Obediently, he drops me off in front of the ice cream shop where I bought the ice cream earlier. It felt like I had an obedient dog.

"Sis! Two ice cream with durian flavor, please." I said to a woman who owned an ice cream shop, who nodded her head and immediately prepared my order. I felt that somehow the ice cream shop owner seemed to be trying to stop herself from smiling. I don't know what he's thinking, but I don't care.

"Remember. You pay, don’t forget it!" I said, just in case he forgets his deal.

He waved his hand somewhat lazily. "Yeah, yeah. Just ice cream, it's not a big deal, isn't it?"

"You don't know how delicious this ice cream is! Right, sis?"

"Geez, you are sugar coating now!" said the owner of the ice cream, whose name tag was named Linda, with a face that looked flustered from my compliment.

"I mean it! The ice cream here is the best! Moreover, the owner is really pretty! Right, sis?" I said, blinking my eyes.

The shop owner was getting more pleased with my compliment, which to some people may have heard as exaggerated.

"Two ice cream with durian flavor, right? In total ..." said Linda, while calculating the amount to be paid and told us how much we should pay for those.

"Okay. You pay for that." I said, elbowing his arm a little roughly.

His face looks annoyed with what I did earlier, but he still paid them for me. In my heart, I feel that I have met the right person. I wonder if he really could be the right person I'm looking for.

"Thank you for buying the ice cream! And I hope both of you will have a long-lasting relationship!" said Linda, winking at the two of us. The person who bought me the ice cream then glared at me, while I just smiled kindly and waved at Linda before we left the place.

As soon as we walked away from the ice cream shop earlier, I took him to sit on one of the empty benches near the shopping center and handed him one of the durian-flavored ice creams he bought for me earlier. "Here, for you."

He immediately rejected it with a face that wanted to vomit. "Did I say that I want to eat that disgusting flavor ice cream?"

"Of course not. But if I tell you to eat it, you should do that."

"I thought you bought those two for yourself. Turns out you were deliberately going to torture me with that damn thing."

I glared at him. "It's not that damn thing! It's an innocent creature! So pure, so innocent. You should thank me that I gave one of my favorite flavors to you!"

"Nah, thanks. I don't want it."

"Oh, you don't want to eat this?"

I immediately aimed one of the ice creams that I was about to give him, straight to his mouth before he could protest.

"How was the taste? Is it tasty?"

He tried to digest the ice cream that I had been steaming earlier and swallowed it with difficulty. "Hmm ... really good. I feel like I want to throw it up in your bag right now. Can I throw it up now?"

I immediately saved my bag from him. "If you want to vomit, don't do that in my bag. Just go to the bathroom!"

"This is the first time I eat trash like that. The smells ... ugh!" he said, trying to throw up the ice cream he had eaten earlier.

"Eits, you can't throw it up. You have to finish all this." I said, back spooning mouthful after mouthful of ice cream with the taste he hated into his mouth. He tried to refuse my ice cream, but immediately fell silent and accordingly when I glared at him, asking him to finish every ice cream I gave him.

Finally, he finished his ice cream ration. His expression that was trying to suppress nausea from the ice cream I had made me want to laugh.

"How can you eat such trash like that?" he asked, holding back his nausea by closing his mouth.

"No, this isn't trash. If you're the trash, it's a different story." I replied, spooning a mouthful of ice cream into my mouth with joy. "Delicious, as usual."

When he saw my expression, who was enjoying my favorite flavor of ice cream earlier, he immediately moved from the bench where we both sat and stood in front of me.

"Sorry, I can't take it anymore." he said before he grabbed my hand and hurried off to the men's room. Arriving at the toilet, he took his hand off me.

"Don't go anywhere. Don't you dare to leave me here." he warned me before he went into the toilet.

"Yeah, yeah. You act like a girl who needs someone to accompany her to the toilet." I said with an annoyed look.

Satisfied with my answer, he immediately went into the toilet. While waiting for him to come out of the toilet, I enjoy my ice cream, which I still haven't had time to touch earlier.

"So good! How come this ice cream is so good!" I said, spooning another bite into my mouth.

While I was enjoying my ice cream, I glimpsed an old man looking at me who was eating ice cream with a lustful look. I tried to ignore the old man and returned to scooping out my ice cream as if I didn't notice his existence.

Feeling that I didn't see him, the old man slowly stepped towards me. Then, before he could approach me, someone's voice managed to drive him away.

"Wow, I didn't expect that you're still here! I thought you already left." said the person I was waiting for earlier with a confused face.