Slave For The Morning

I glanced up at the naked woman in my kitchen before shooting Eric a text.

"Make a research on her. How soon can you get it done?"

"A week, tops. Should be less if she isn't someone that hides from the web."

Easing back in my seat, I let my gaze wander on Rali.

I was also interested in finding her family. Well, majorly because she was and it mattered to her. Heck, it was the reason she was here with me.

But who said she needed to know I was making progress?

Another text came in from Katya. This one was disappointing:

"The therapist doesn't have a recording."

Well...shit.

I was really hoping I'd get to see that one.

After a century that should've been enough to make a complete meal, Rali finally finished with my tea and bread toast. Honestly, I was starting to think she'd surprise me with a whole roasted chicken and freshly brewed wine.

She slammed the tray down in front of me with a tightness in her jaw that could cut glass.

My eyes fell on her breasts which bounced on her chest when