Chapter Four

ANNIE 

   Dylan Xavier wasn't just an ordinary mafia who had business everywhere. He ran both legal and illegal businesses. Rumour once had it that he had a PhD in medicine and surgery and could cut a life body with his eyes closed. Others said he was a lawyer and had lawyer friends who could get him out of trouble. Whatever it was, he was good and big in it. 

   He was prospering in his legal businesses and the illegal ones were topnotch seeing how everyone knew of him… a crude handsome fox. Dylan was the number one in his business and to crown it all, here I was going through his stuff. Though his room was plain, the amount of files in there wasn't. So many trades, treaties, allegiance and the rest and there were books.

I reached out and took one of them, the books weren't outdated because I knew every single one. ‘His’ by Aubrey Dark,  ‘ Haunting Adeline’ , ‘The Priest’ by Sierra Simone. 

“Who knew the great and mighty Dylan Xavier reads these kinds of books” I murmured, wearing a smile.

   Since he didn't come to bed that night, I had stayed there throughout in my night dress. It was almost noon and I hadn't showered. It wasn't that I didn't want to shower but I just felt I should wait for him till he came back to see me like this, all dirty and the rest. I opened a book to read suddenly the door swung open revealing the person I had been waiting for. 

“I understand Miss Dorothea, you can count on me to do the…” he looked up and our eyes locked, I saw a glint of surprise then nothing. “... I'll call you later Miss Dorothea” , he said and hung up.

   I looked away from him and I shrugged. “How're you doing?” He asked which of course surprised me. Who wouldn't it surprise? “I would have been good except you ditched me last night!” I snapped and he showed no emotion … his face was expressionless. I suddenly felt irritated. “I said you left me hanging last night and you're not saying anything?!” I said sighing.

He shrugged.

Only shrugged. 

I wanted to say something but he raised his hands making me stop. “I had better things to do than playing with a toy”, he said and I froze. He had better things doing than to play with a toy… I felt anger rising in me and suddenly didn't care if he was the king of England or if I was going to die.

“You… you bastard! I'm not a toy, don't you ever call me that. My name is Annie!” I screamed and stood up from the bed to prove my point. He grinned and came closer but I didn't notice, I didn't care.

“Toy”, he said. “Fuck you!” 

“Toy”, he said again and I could tell he loved what he was doing to me but I didn't care. “Don't call me that you bastard!”

“My toy”

“Fuck you!”

“No, fuck you sweetheart”,  he said with that voice that made me go to cloud nine — the voice that made me lose concentration and then he kissed me. I moved back slowly and hit my leg on the bed, with a push, he shoved me to the bed, ruining my night dress… he smiled.

“Now you see what I meant? You're my toy milkweed”

DYLAN XAVIER 

    I had wanted to come home last night but work had kept me. There was problem between my client and the Dorothea's. The Dorothea's were savage and killed without mercy… They most times murdered the entire family of their target, took their business from them, made them suffer before they brutally unalive them. I wasn't that way though, I just killed them in cold blood though depending on the gravity of their offence. 

  I came home at noon to meet Annie in my room, she was still in her night dress and I knew she hadn't showered. But I couldn't resist her. I watched her breast as it moved with her breathing and thought she looked cute when she was annoyed.

“Fuck you” she said and that's when my attention shifted from her breast to her lips, I was hard. “Toy” I said again and she bit her lips in annoyance. “Don't you call me that you bastard!” She raved and I grinned. I was enjoying this while still trying to hold my urge to pounce on her… she was too delicate for that now, but in the future… .

“My toy”, I said as I approached her. “Fuck you!”

“No, fuck you sweetheart”, I said and shut her from saying anymore than she had already said. I kissed her using my tongue to explore her mouth, she had ice cream for dessert. It was sweet. I pushed her to the bed and tore her night dress then I remembered she hadn't showered and so did I and then I thought of something nice.

“Let's shower love”, I muttered and she seemed embarrassed. I undressed as I watched her trying to walk to the bathroom, I shrugged, picking her up in a bridal style and marching off the bathroom. I put her in the bathtub and switched on the tap, she shivered.

“You don't like it cold?” I asked and she shook her head. I entered the bathtub and kissed her again. She was sweet and made me more alive, I sucked her nipples caressing her back and she let out a moan… that was all I wanted. It was a permission to carry on. I pushed her head back and she winced. I bit her neck to draw blood and sucked at it, she moaned again. My hand went down to her waist and I turned her over. “Fuck!” She said holding the tub. I wanted to put my cock in her but she jerked away. “You don't want me?” I asked as innocently as ever and she shook her head. “I… I just don't want to”, she said and I smiled evilly. 

  I wouldn't do it now, but later she'd beg for it. “Then I'd make you feel good, my little milkweed”. I groaned and put a finger into her and she moaned out loud. “Fuck I love that”, I said huskily and drove it in again.

In. Out. In. Out.

 Then I used two fingers and went faster and deeper until she squirted. “I want you…”

“No you don't, toy”, I said doing it faster. She wanted to touch me but I shoved her hands off and held them with my other hand. I arrested her with my body so she couldn't move and finger fucked her till she cried. “Fuck yo…”

“I'm the one doing that sweetheart”, I said as she cried. “It's painful”

   I turned her over and went down to her putting my tongue into her and she moaned loudly wanting to hold my head but I held her hand sucking at her pussy. “Fuck you're sweet” I groaned shoving my hand in again and she almost screamed.

“Do you want me, love?” I asked and she nodded childishly. I grinned.

“So you're my toy?”

She said nothing but I didn't repeat myself, I put my hand in once more making her cum all the more. “Y…yes. I'm your toy”

“Good girl” 

I put my cock into her mouth forcing it down her throat, she choked and I smiled. “Suck it darling” I commanded and she wanted to hold my waist but I hit her hands away. “You know what, turn!” 

She sobbed looking at me and for a second or two I thought she was a puppy.   “ Fucking turn. For every thing you do without my permission I'll smack your pretty little ass”

“Now fucking turn!” I growled and she turned. I smacked her ass and she bit her lips. 

Sexy

“This is for being dumb”

Smack!

“For being so fucking irresistible”

Smack!

“For waiting on daddy till noon without having a shower”

And then I did something. 

I came out of the shower and walked away.