I feel sorry for her. She had that choice removed from her, and they didn't even consider her, instead, they sent her to someone like Richard. I feel like he is someone we should visit. Not yet though.
"So, with Dean, that was his way then, selling you to men for sex every night?""No, well, yes but no." She shakes her head like she is thinking of how to say the next part. "Not everyone wanted sex. Some of the men wanted a submissive, or slave. So sometimes sex wasn't the aim. I would be used however they wanted. If it wasn't sexual, they would have to tell Dean beforehand, however." That explains why she follows orders so well when she wants to anyway. Sitting we talk, and hours pass by. I somehow fall asleep, unsure of the time but I know she needs space, she is used to following a routine, and everything. So maybe, for now, we should do that? My thoughts stay throughout my sleep.Waking, I feel her wrapped around me. My mind tried to ignore itI wake up and smile. I vaguely remember waking at some point and I was wrapped around Calix, however, he is no longer here. Climbing from the bed I shower before going into the room. I stop when I see clothes folded on the chair with a note on it.Picking it up I read it.Wear these today.Putting the clothes on I get sorted and walk out. I stop when I see Marcello sitting alone, his eyes fixed on the laptop as he talks on the phone. As he hears me he stops talking and looks up."Sure, get it sent through now. I will call later." I watch as he points to the table. "You missed breakfast, eat then we need to leave." Nodding, I sit and eat, the room silent except for the sound of his fingers against the keys of the laptop.Even with the sound of him working, I can still feel his eyes on me as I eat. Finishing I carry the plate through and wash it. Walking back out he is waiting."Troy, this is Daisy."I watch as Troy nods at me, but
I walk through to the kitchen. Calix and Demitri cooking."How did it go?" They look at me."Fine, you were right there was no way she would go shopping alone and buy things. We can talk about other stuff once we're sat, I told her to go get ready.""What other thing?" They look at me."She likes dancing. So I figured we would sort her a dance studio here, she can dance, but she might want guidance. Anyway, the dance studio I can easily sort the using the business contractors. She wants to learn to fight." They both turn and stare at me. "I told her we would discuss it tonight along with some other things.""Okay, well you need to email a list to Ryan, he took over. He has been working there long enough. Get it done now, food will be fifteen." Nodding I walk upstairs, going into my office I sit down.I know what list he meant. Those who need to be watched more closely. Writing up the email, I send it. Picking up the phone I hit the number.
I stay kneeling as Marcello looks down at me. Well, Rosalie was right. I want to laugh but hold it back."Would you let me cub?" He looks at me and I nod."I'm yours so I wouldn't refuse.""No, I mean if there was no contract, you were entirely free, would you let me."He stands waiting.Nodding I smile. "I would probably beg to be honest."He moves too quickly and I find myself pinned against the wall. His mouth kisses along my breasts."Fuck I love corsets." His words groan as he moves, kissing down until he is kneeling before me. His hand moves, sliding down my underwear before his mouth settles between my legs. His hands move my legs onto his shoulders. His tongue teases me faster.My moans become louder."Bite down cub, silence those moans." I nod and bite against my lip, my body shaking as he pushes me to orgasm. My hands grasp into his hair as he doesn't stop. His fingers now joining in and moving insi
I can see she is thinking, and she seems to be struggling to find an answer to my question, and I can't blame her. She isn't used to being asked how she feels or why. I need to remember that, but asking her is a good thing.She needs to get used to this."Honestly, I don't know. Part of me is worried for Marcello, he apologised, he shouldn't have, I tried talking to him, but I sensed he wanted me away so I left."I nod, I spoke to Marcello, so I know his worry."Look, Marcello is just worried. You said you would probably beg if you weren't under contract. Yet there's no way to be sure. He's not so worried about what he did, more he lost control, if we hadn't walked in, he more than likely would have fucked you. Or something else, then he would feel guilty."She laughs slightly."Why though? You keep telling me I'm not here for that, which is great, but if he wanted it and me, what's the issue?" There isn't an issue."There's no issue, n
Waking up I glance around.I'm still in the sitting room, and a fluffy throw covers my body."He's fine. Just needs to be careful. The guy is dead, at least we don't have to worry about chasing the guy around and trying to find him." I hear Calix and stay quiet."You say he's fine, but he wasn't this morning Cal." I hear Marcello."I meant physically Marc, not mentally. Give him a chance to come back to reality. Don't push him, Marc, I know you. Don't tell him he shouldn't have tried to protect you, had he not you would be dead."Calix's words shock me."I won't, I didn't even see him coming at me with the knife," Marcello explains."Well, I guess you stay here today. Keep a watch on him, Marc, he might slip again. Doubtful but we never know." Calix sounds hurt, and I want to know what has happened but at the same time, I don't want to know."When do you plan to wake her Cal?" He means me."Soon, she missed breakfast but she c
Demitri has stayed hidden away all day. I look at him, wondering when he will finally speak. I stay quiet, watching the time pass.Hearing my phone I hit answer, and hold it to my ear. I know Cal will be calling to check on Demitri."Yep?" I watch as Demitri lifts his head hearing me."Come to the offices, I need you to personally confirm these numbers before I act.""Act on what Cal? What have you found?" Demitri sits up more hearing me."Working out money. Gold Cadence, over eighty thousand gone, over three separate dates.""Na, you worked something out wrong, no way would no one not notice eighty thousand drop." I hope anyway."Just get here. Hurry." He hangs up, grabbing keys I walk to the door hearing Demitri follow. Turning I look at him."Maybe not the best idea D, You're not exactly mentally sound right now." We can't have him killing someone instantly."I'm fine. I'm coming." He walks past me and out, giving up
Calix opens the door and holds it for us. Walking in I am in awe, I haven't ever been in a place like this. The glass chandeliers are huge. The whole place is busy, the women look exquisite and expensive, just like the men do.I can see what Marcello meant, the few places I have been to in the city are either underground places, or just nice.We walk through and I ignore everything, just fascinated by the place. We end up in a private room, and Demitri sits pulling me next to him. His head rests against my shoulder, and it is strange. I'm used to his usual self."Can you get Alesandro please Mandy?" Calix smiles at the woman as she hands them a drink and me."Sure thing Calix. I will go get him now." She turns to walk off and Marcello stops him."Don't mention we're here. Just tell him someone wants him. I have a feeling he will run if he knows we're here." Marcello smiles at her and winks.Nodding she leaves and the door shuts."Right,
The drive home is silent. I wait, and he doesn't speak. Giving in, I turn and look towards him."Come on Calix, your brain must be hurting right now holding it all in." I laugh slightly waiting."Holding what in?" He turns and looks at me confused."You're playing dumb? I mean you thinking of ways to tell me I can't fuck Demitri, and not to do it. How it is wrong, and not allowed." I watch him turn to see me briefly before his eyes go back to the road."That is yours and Demitri's choice.""Eh?" I look at him confused. "That's bullshit." I laugh slightly and he nods."Maybe it is puddin, or maybe it isn't. You are both grown-ass adults and can choose to make your own mistakes."Why is he acting weird? I stay staring at him, waiting for him to decide to talk, to be honest, and tell me it is wrong but he doesn't. Getting out we walk in, and Calix walks off claiming he needs to make a call.Demitri and Marcello look at me confused."Do