Ava's hands were clammy, she held them to her sides, rubbing the sweat off on the uniform they forced her into. The said uniform for the upstairs workers was a checkered mini skirt, heels, and a cropped button-down shirt that was 2 times smaller. She fired questions at Madame and Olive about how impractical the uniforms were, and how were the severs supposed to work in heels. And the skirts were so short that any hastened movements would have her flashing the crowd. Madame just laughed, while quoting something in French and Ava cursed her out in her head. The Bitch always treated them like dirt on her shoe, paying them no mind, and whenever she did it was to probe, pick apart and shame their appearances. Ava was not a fan. Olive followed before glaring at Ava to shut up. Ava followed behind them mutely, her eyes meeting with Brody's."You'll not be catering to the slubs up there so there's no room for mistakes, or you'll pay with your life" Madame spoke. Ava laughed at the joke
Conan rushed towards Arm as he pushed the lady to the floor, pulling him back from her. He stepped on the cigarette, putting it out. He was not aware of what was going on but He was certain He had no time for it. He hated being at Club Sienna, the establishment gave him millions monthly but still, it wasn't one he was proud of or liked to be associated with and it brought back dark memories.But since Gun and Arm are colossal assholes, they decided they wanted the meeting here and nowhere else, so he'd left work and came to the club directly. "She's a part of them, I told you they'd take the bait and come for the coordinates and this bitch just tried to steal my lighter" He seethed, advancing towards the cowering woman on the floor, her shoulders and arms were shaking, Conan guessed she was crying. "You have to chill out, I'll handle this, Gun take him out of here" I ordered, Gun's eyes flashed in understanding as he nodded in response. Arm would lose his shit and hurt the lady
Her body felt weightless and relaxed. She was up but refused to open her eyes and ruined the comforting bliss she'd finally achieved. Ava could not stop the satisfying sigh that escaped her lips, she could not remember the last time she had a good night's rest since her divorce. Olive and all her drama had made it impossible to relax. At the thought of Olive, she shot up from the bed, Her mom. Glancing around in panic, she noticed the room she was cooped in. It was dark and she could not see much. The events of last night were slowly coming back to her, she remembered his words before she passed out. She remembered giving out her mum's nursing home name, she said a silent prayer for her mum's safety. The curtains suddenly parted slowly and light flooded the room, Ava looked around frantically, the room had white walls and equally white furnishings to match. The bedroom was spacious, her eyes spotted the walk-in closet nestled at the far end, and the floor-length mirror stati
As the car zoomed down the streets of Chicago, Ava fiddled with her hands. They were returning from the new nursing home he'd placed her mother in. The car ride was silent, Conan did not appreciate it as he was enamoured with her voice first, he'd been attracted to her voice from their first meeting. His eyes flickered briefly from the road as he tried to catch a glimpse of her phone screen. "What are you doing? " He asked, trying to hide his curiosity. Ava was startled resulting in her fumbling with her phone. Just like before his deep velvety voice caused her lower belly to tingle, she could hear the tinge of an accent. She'd always believed French to be the most sexiest language a man could speak. "I'm looking up nursing homes near me" she answered, waving her phone around for emphasis. " I told you it was fine, she's perfectly safe and comfortable there " Conan spoke with a sigh, he had been trying to convince her ever since they left the nursing home but Ava was stubborn
Conan counted to ten in his head before he alighted the car and followed her inside. He was excited no doubt but he feared he'd lose control, they had no rules or boundaries laid down, Heck he was not sure if she was into the deranged type of shit that he was but he could only hope. The door to the apartment led to the living room it was quiet, and Conan smiled to himself. He savoured the thought of devouring her when he finally caught her, there was nowhere to hide in her tiny apartment. His eyes landed on the kitchen counter across the room, resting on it was a bottle of alcohol its contents having been consumed halfway. He needed to fix her drinking problem, it was unhealthy but at the same time that wasn't his choice to make. They were mere acquaintances. He moved towards the counter and poured himself a drink, taking his sweet time. Meanwhile, Ava was cramped into a broken wardrobe in the attic, waiting with baited breaths.The room was crammed full with broken pieces of
Conan's fingers traced her waist as he moved behind her. His footsteps were silent now that his shoes were off. Ava's hand clutched the edge of the rug tightly, not out of fear but rather excitement. She focused on her pulsating sex as a rush of cool air swept over her exposed flesh. Everything felt right, her nerves, her shame and her excitement, she knew she was enjoying it because Conan was the other party, she could not imagine herself doing this with someone else. The stilling silence was broken as his hands came down on her ass. Ava lurched forward but arched her back, pushing her ass into him. She'd expected the leather. "Remember your safe word, you're in control" He spoke as he caressed her stinging ass. Ava nodded in response as she bit down on her lips hard to control herself. Conan soon maintained a steady rhythm as he spanked her, alternating between hitting and caressing both ass cheeks. Ava's eyes were closed as she relished in the pleasurable pain, her pussy
Ava did not want to move from her position on the bed, even with the pounding on her front door. She knew who it was, the she-devil had a spare key but refused to use it, she'd continue her assault on the door until Ava got up and attended to her personally. As she rolled down from the bed, she could not help but feel her heart sink at the empty room, she'd gotten up earlier and realised Conan was no longer sleeping next to her. It hurts more than it had the first time, even when they'd not slept together what they had felt more intimate than him sticking his dick in her. She trudged down the stairs in her pyjamas, limping slightly, the bruises on her ass were healing, Conan had massaged her butt, layering ointments and oils on it before they went to bed, he was gentle with her. Ava stared at her front door and sure enough, Elaina was banging on it with no care in the world. "El stop it, you're going to wake up the neighbours" She scolded as she flung the door open, letting her
"That's enough detective work for a day, let's eat! " Elaina declared, as they both got up from the floor. She reached for the napkin on the table and an envelope fell out of it.Both ladies stared at it in silence as they exchanged glances. Elaina reached for it as Ava moved closer to her. "What's this? Another gift from your lover? " Elaina teased, her perfectly arched brows rising. "I don't know, open it and see" Ava pushed, ignoring her antiques. She opened the envelope and pulled out a crisp check. "One...two...three...four...five...si-" Elaina's voice slowly fades as she reads out the zeros attached to the check. Ava slid the envelope from Elena's shaky hands as she held the check delicately in her hand. She peered inside and sure enough another note was in the envelope. Sorry for the inconvenience. That's all it said. The best friends comically turned towards one another with eyes blown wide. Eliana squealed in excitement while Ava just stared wordlessly.this could