Chapter Two

DRAKE

The passageway was silent and the only sound was that of my shoes on the marble floor. The house was always quiet and it has been more quiet now that Cassy has been ignoring me for weeks. Before I could think more on it, my phone rang.

Looking down at it, it was none other than the one person who would call me at this time, inviting me to join him in his office. It might as well be past midnight whenever he remembers he has a talk with me and I couldn't deny the invite. I have to go see him immediately. That's why I can't remember the last time I had a deep sleep since I started working for him.

Mr Orlov is in his office on the east wing of the house. The mansion is bigger than anything I ever dreamt of living back in the day. The house might be large and everyone knew I held one of the most elite positions here, one wrong move and my head was off. Because if there was one thing Bruce Orlov took care more than anything, it was his daughter.

Anyone could easily he let off with someone watching their back from time to time so they don't reveal his secrets but I'd probably be found dead somewhere if I ever messed up my job and something happens to the young lady.

She might be in her twenties but since the past year all he has ever done was kept her caged and babied. He never gave a damn about her all these years and I heard he only sent her mother some dough monthly which his financial assistant took care of, he still surprisingly took so much care of her since she arrived in Russian.

That's why if I fuck up, I'm dead.

I didn't bother knocking since I was invited in already. I turned the door knob open and stepped inside, looking straight at the other side of the room. He was standing at the window, a cigar in his mouth as he looked outside.

He glanced back to see me step in and I caught his gaze before closing the door. As I turned back to look at him, his chair shifted slightly and I almost pulled my gun out before the chair turned to face me and I realized it was one of his girls. I call them girls because they were barely old enough to be women even though they would he around his daughter's age.

I could tell she was half naked, only her corset top on, her tits spilling out of them. Her gaze met mine before lowering, turning to look back at him. She must be special to be seated on his seat and not on the floor like he loved them being. Or it was just a new kink being tested out by him on this day.

Ignoring her presence, I walked deeper into the room, heading straight to the foot of the stairs leading up to his work area. “You called for me, sir.” I said, standing at ease with my hands clasped behind me, feet shoulder width apart.

“There's an issue.” He said calmly, his hands behind him, accompanied my hushed moans which I totally got rid of. I was too focused on his words to focus on her.

“Excuse me, sir?” What did I do? Did I get reported? Did he know about what happened with Cassy? No. If he did, why would he let that much time pass over it before taking my head off.

He finally turns, his gaze landing on his girls before looking up at me. “I want Cassy out of this house before the end of this week.” He said calmly. Before I could get him wrong, he continued. “A lot of events will be held here over the next two months and I don't want her getting caught up in any of it.”

Of course it was to protect his princess. And I'm even shocked he's having more parties here during the next few month. I don't know what he was thinking but it wasn't my job and I wasn't in the position. But after working for him for years, I already have an idea on how he thinks.

He was working towards a huge deal and that was the only way to it. He has to keep her safe to get her completely out of his business to avoid what happened the day he decided to bring her down to Russia. His gaze remained on me, dark and humourless. Not that I expected anything asides that. He was a man with a huge empire but he didn't have the time to smile and laugh smile. He’s too paranoid for that.

Even if it was a huge party, when push comes to shove, he won't hesitate to take extreme messages of protection. But his daughter comes first. And I'm given the duty of babysitting her.

Anyone would think it was a luck job but I should be part of those closely guarding him but I'm not ungrateful.

“I don't need to tell you how important this is.” His voice is flat and hollow. I've heard this tone a few times to know no nonsense truly. He wasn't the kind of man who would leave space for that kind of nonsense either way.

“No you don't.” I responded. I wanted to scream a million reasons why I shouldn't be sent away with her. That meant no direct supervision from him and she would have the freedom to do as she pleased without thoughts of her father. Who knows what she'll come up with despite being mad at me for what happened the other day.

I had rejected her advances and hurt her feelings straight to the face. If I didn't have my self control in check, I'd have reached out and grabbed her. I'd have laid her over that table and fuck her brains out. But i knew once I do that, there's no going back.

“Does she know yet?” I asked, pushing myself out of my thoughts.

“I'll be telling her the reason she is leaving is for an internship in one of my friend's company. I doubt she would need it because she has everything she could ever want here.” He replied calmly, hands wrapped across his chest. “But you'll understand me and know the full details of everything now.”

“Yes, I do.” I responded almost immediately and he nodded satisfied thatchers didn't have to say everything plainly before I got it.

“Anf I want her watched. No guy must find their way near her. You have to keep her as she is till I find the perfect guy for her.” He said bluntly, not waiting for me to respond before spoke again. “Then you'd better get packing. Unless you want to have some fun with Rita here. She might not be untouched but her pussy is fucking tight enough for you to believe she is untouched.”

The swirled the chair to face me, the girlsface was flushed, her hands buried between her thighs, part of her tits already spilling out of her corset top showing her pointy nipples. She bit her lips, staring at me while playing with her tit, trying to lure me in, but there was nothing she could do or say to get me excited. Only one pair of tits has my dick hard, and if her father knew about that, I'd be dead.

“Thank you for offering, but I'd prefer getting started on your order as soon as possible.”

“Of course. You see, this is why I trust you with Cassandra. You don't think with your dick like most men.”

You have no idea. Because never in all my life have I been tested the way she tested me. It was almost like she knew all the filthy, perverted fantasies I’ve had about her since her father assigned me to her care. Like she’d reached into my head and plucked a dirty thought out of the file. Dropping her clothes in front of me, offering her body up as a prize. I deserve a prize for restraint. Only the very clear understanding of what would happen to me kept me from fucking her until i fill her to the brim and we both passed out