She asks herself the question over and over again.
How could he tell from a photograph, a handful of posts, a dozen seemingly innocuous online messages?
What was it about her that had made him so certain, so confident, so sure?
How can he write himself into her head, into her heart? How can he read what she is thinking? How can he see so deep inside her? Every secret. Every wish, Every desire.
And how does he make her body react in the way that it does? Sometimes despite herself.
And where did this overpowering urge to please him come from?
Is it her nature?
Or his nurture?
I first wrote this nine years ago – the question is sometimes asked
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic
Art by Fabian Perez