Romans & histoires Quiet Submissive

He casually relaxed on the bed with a poker face. It was hard to tell what he was thinking because he was calm which was not his normal self. Ty was the definition of lashing out when he was angry. I decided to dance to the music in silence and the room become more heated and there was a lot of tension. Heated from desire or sexual tension I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t decipher the poker face and silent treatment he was suddenly showing.

The office feels too damn quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet—this is the heavy, suffocating kind that settles over a room when everyone is thinking too much and saying too little. The four of us are still seated exactly where we were after the argument fizzled out: Oakley still sitting next to Kieara, posture stiff but calm; Lenox still standing behind Kieara like he’s trying to pretend he’s not invested; and Kieara across from me, spine straight, hands clasped tightly in her lap.

She had not spoken, eaten, or even taken a sip of water. If the quiet Giana had been lying there like that, none of them would have thought twice. That was simply her nature. But Bella? She never stayed still or went quiet. She could not stand in one place for two minutes without doing something. Watching her sit there in silence was more unsettling than any outburst. "She took a serious hit to something she was proud of." Diana kept her voice low, careful not to provoke a reaction. "This kind of shutdown happens when someone is struck at the core of what they feel most certain about."

The afternoon had the particular quality of a Sunday that knows what it is and is not pretending to be anything else. Ethan had been quiet all morning in a specific way. Not the usual quiet, not the processing quiet or the thinking quiet or the settled quiet of someone who is simply present. A quieter version of that. He had been eating and listening and responding when spoken to but underneath it all there was something running that had not yet found its moment. I had noticed it when I picked him up and it had continued

Ease. Sophia realized that it had taken her a long time to feel comfortable in that kind of quiet with someone. Most of her life had trained her to be alert, to anticipate the next rupture, to brace for disappointment. But with Owen, there was nothing to brace for. He brought silence that didn’t need filling, attention that didn’t feel invasive. He didn’t try to fix her or define her. He simply allowed her to be. And in doing so, she found herself wanting to be even more.

The tension in the room was immediate. Sienna stood at the head of the table, fixing her posture so that every inch of her body radiated authority. She didn’t speak immediately. She let the silence grow heavy. Let the Westwoods wonder if she was intimidated, uncertain, fragile. Then she began. “I’ve been quiet long enough,” she said. Her voice was calm but carried an unshakable weight. “Too quiet. I’ve been patient, polite, and accommodating, and it’s been mistaken for weakness. It isn’t.”

Just a thought. A very quiet one.

What one said casually could be taken seriously by another. Colson had to admit that Sienna’s temperament seemed to have changed a lot ever since she fell into the water on the day of her birthday banquet. She used to be timid and introverted, but she seemed to be naturally confident and poised now, and she knew exactly when to advance and retreat. She could even go against people if she disagreed with them, and she could beat them up and seek revenge for the smallest grievance. She would not suffer any losses.

"That night in the office, when Donald asked you to be his woman, what did you say?" Chelsea's face instantly paled, but I kept going. "You said, just this once. You said you were afraid of intimacy, that you'd only become my wife in every sense after the debt was paid off. I didn't want you to feel pressured, so I respected you for three years. And yet, you couldn't wait to give yourself to him. "When you were with Donald, did you ever think about what we had?" "Stop, Will. I… I can't believe you know everything…" Her face twisted in pain, her whole body trembling. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry… I was just confused for a moment…"