Finally releasing her off his grip, Leunan put his arms behind his back and let Alissa go. But even though he did no longer hold her like a little child, the impression of his broadened chest coupled with his already athletic build and height made Alissa feel even smaller than she already was. Looming so ominously above her, it was as if she was shrinking more and more despite being just as tall as she’s always been. Would this had been under any other circumstances Alissa would have had no problems to defend herself against a man of Leunan’s size, but Leunan did not need to use any form of threat of force or violence to make the small woman comply with his will.<br/><br/>And as she stood there in front of Leunan, Alissa’s anger was slowly replaced by a powerful sense of inferiority; she wanted to disappear from where she stood and his strong leer did not help because it was as if he saw right through her. Never had she felt so humiliated in her entire life, because it was difficult to swallow that she was now in a situation where she was not served everything she wanted on a silver spoon. Feeling how Leunan was looking at her, memories of her father scolding her as a child suddenly began to pop into her mind. She felt just like what she had felt back then, the way he had looked at her with disappointed eyes while telling her how she was letting him down.<i>How stupid</i>, she thought to herself, while trying her best to suppress the pain of never having felt acknowledged or loved by person who rationally speaking should have been her childish version of the man in her life.<i> Men were so fucking stupid,</i>she thought as she was thinking about how grossed out she had felt every time she had seen her father cast a glance on a strange woman’s tight ass or plump chest, or how disgusted she felt over having such a man as her father and how much she hated it whenever she saw other men throw the same lewd looks her way. Never would she submit to the wills and desires of men, never would she admit to that men could be as capable as she was. Her father had proven to her how worthless men were, her father had proven how worthless…<br/><br/>Snapping herself out of it, her subconscious mind did its best to defend her ego from all the complicated feelings that the situation began to trigger from within her, and Alissa struggled to not let out a painful grimace as she did. Leunan must have noticed the change within her too, and not wanting to waste this opportunity to keep her unsuspecting of his true intentions, he asked her just at the right moment to have Alissa tell him about her relationship with her family; and by that he did not mean her relationship with her cousins, but with her father and mother. Opening her mouth to respond but quickly closing it again, Alissa found herself unable to come up with something to say. Being so thoroughly stunted by his inquiry, not noticing how the tables were heavily turning against her favor, her head was spinning as she was trying to take in all the new complex sensations Leunan was creating from within her.<br/><br/>Still being still much too strong-willed and selfish to admit to what she was feeling, she could only keep her petite mouth partially open while she scrambled her mind for answers. What exactly would she say? She did not talk much about her family and for good reason. How much or little was she supposed to tell him? He had after all known that she had lied about her cousin and given his commentary about her late aunt Genna, it seemed that Dr. Leunan Varoe knew more about Alissa’s family than she herself did. The fact that she did not know how much or little Leunan Varoe knew about her began to deeply terrify her. Yes, her family was a part of high society and as such the name Vauqelin was something most socialites had heard about at some point, but her family had been surprisingly successful to keep its pedigree in line and to avoid public scandals. She had been raised to not tell people about how she felt towards her family, at least not outside of what was seen as common politeness, but Dr. Varoe was different. Would he scold her if she did not tell him everything? Would he know? She hated what she was feeling, but having hit such a weak spot within her psyche, Alissa was slowly losing control over herself.<br/><br/>“I…” she began to tell him in a stunted voice. “I really don’t know.” Was this honestly the best she could do? She did not know? She felt even more humiliated now. Completely losing her grace, she was mumbling nonsense like an idiot and whereas her face had previously been red with anger, now she began to blush from the sense of embarrassment she felt over having entirely lost her self-control. “I am not supposed to talk about my family with strangers,” she finally added after a bit of pause. At least that was the truth and he could not bite her back for telling him the truth. However, instead of letting his mental grip of Alissa go, Leunan kept her firmly where she was by telling her that he would allow Alissa the medical exams she sought and she was free to stay at the Hollander’s Hospital for a week. His gaze and speech was steady, and if this had happened under any circumstances Alissa would have been incredibly angry over being so clearly patronized - wasn’t she after all a strong, self-sufficient and independent woman? – but she was much too dazzled by Leunan’s presence within her mind to notice.<br/><br/>And with Alissa being so lost in her attempts to regain her composure, it was after all incredibly difficult for her to simultaneously pay any attention to what Leunan was doing to her while also putting herself back together, Leunan led her back to his office and she followed him in silence like a well-trained pet. Offering her to sign the contract to her admittance at the hospital, she was surprised over that he’d let her get away so easily. The contract did however not come without a price; pulling out a plain white hospital gown and placing it on top of his desk, he made it very clear that he would only accept her to change in front of him. Tilting his head with his arms across his chest, it was as if he was waiting for her to simply do what she was told. With her eyes widening from shock, Alissa locked at the simple yet elegant gown and then back at Dr. Leunan Varoe.<br/><br/>“No, you can’t be serious,” she said, knowing what he expected from her. “At least please give me some privacy like a decent man of your standards,” she quipped, but the way he looked at her so impatiently made her stomach flutter in a way she’s never felt before. She felt humiliated, but also scared, but at the same time so incredibly inferior to him. She did not know why, it was simply the way he looked at her with his cocked head and the way his eyes peered right through like no other man had before. She wanted to feel angry but the longer Dr. Varoe stared at her from where she stood, the more she felt as if she had no other choice but to obey. What would happen if she did not? She did not know. Was Leunan Varoe a man of violence? She did not know why she struggled to tell him off like she would have done to any other man, but the longer she remained his the supervision of his eyes, the more exposed she felt.<br/><br/>“Please, Doctor,” she begged him knowing fully well how futile it was. This was her golden opportunity, the papers of admittance were right there and all she had to do was to put on the dress in front of him. What was she to do? It was just a dress, wasn’t it? He could turn the other way, yes? Being so incredibly torn between her desires, she knew that it was more important to write her paper than it was to have this man potentially see her undress in front of him. Swallowing hard, she began to unzip her skirt in order to take off her clothes.