All Chapters of Drowned under his Touch: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sarah couldn’t wait for Alita to wake up so she could get the weight off her chest. She wanted to talk to her about the case and the investigation the police were carrying out on Benson. If somehow he was found guilty, it would affect all of them.Once it was 7 a.m., Sarah tapped Alita to wake her. She kept tapping until Alita began moaning angrily as she woke up. It took some time for Alita to wake up, but Sarah was patient enough, so she just blinked at Alita until her eyes finally opened to the heavy face she had on.“Why the fuck are you looking at me like that?” Alita whined as soon as her face met Sarah’s. She was startled by the big eyeballs staring her down as she stretched before finally sitting up and leaning her back on the wall. The frown on her face gradually turned into worry as she studied Sarah. “What?” She said, wiping her hands over her face and yawning afterward.Sarah mumbled, “Its Mr. Astor and the police.” Her jaw tightened. “They are trying to rub dirt on him ag

54.The girl’s body was transferred from Australia back to LA because her roots were traced back to Beverly Hills. It was then handed over to the police in Bel Air on the note of the current investigations into her death being allegedly tied to Benson.It just so happened that the hospital was the same one that Alita’s mother was being treated at, so if things went south, she would hide under the umbrella of coming there to see her. Alita wanted to know everything that had been injected into her after nearly dying, so she made friends with a nurse who taught her how to test a blood sample during the few months she had to stay at the hospital under study, until every last bit of the drugs she had been injected with had flushed out of her system. She was a quick study, so she started testing her blood by herself under the supervision of her nurse friend.That, plus the little chemistry she learnt back at Richie’s drug lab, where they increased or reduced the effects of the drugs they p

56.She didn't know why but the way car engines roared always gave her chills. She would close her eyes and savor the feeling. She always felt powerful behind the wheels of a fast car. She just couldn't shake it off. It followed her from her childhood up till now. Benson watched her with a mix of amazement and confusion as she closed her eyes for a moment with her fingers slightly touching her lower lip and her breathing slowed down. As she opened her eyes, a smirk crept onto her face. She put her other hand on the wheel and jerked her head in his direction. She tugged her shoulders at him, saying, "You still have time now. It's not too late to surrender.""An Astor never quits because we are always exceptionally superficial," he said looking straight into her eyes. "Are you running a cold feet already?" he cocked his head and raised a brow at her."You are so cocky," she sneered at him and then drove them out of the garage. Benson was thrilled at her blood rush as she drove. He c

58.Benson wrapped his hand around Alita's waist and pressed her against his body. He thought to remove her bra so it would be out of his way for what he had in mind. She was still regaining her grip on her body but she helped him remove the bra completely.His hand went back to her waist, grabbing her hip this time. She yelped when he tightened his grip and rammed his stud deep inside her. She pressed her lips against her teeth as she raised her face to his. Her body was shaking. She placed her trembling hands on both his abs so she could feel his muscles while he fucked her. He studied her face while slowly thrusting in and out of her. She was still biting on her lips, her brows were knitted, and her eyes were almost closed but he could see her beautiful eyes. Her face twisted the more whenever he was inside her, just before he would slip out and go back out. He could see her longing for him to go faster on her face. She looked at him and then jerked her head upward and began slowl

60.That night, after they were back and after she fed Julie and tucked her in for the night, Alita sat down on Julie's bed, legs crossed and palms spread over her thighs. Her favorite seating position for when she was deep in thought. Not that she was aware that was how she almost always sat whenever she wanted to digest anything in her mind. She just finds it a comfortable pose to engage her mind. She wanted to think about what to do next in her little scheme but as soon as she sighed and closed her eyes, pictures of her and Richie back in the day invaded her thoughts.Richie thought her how to survive out there on the streets when she worked for him. They were close and back then she could say he filled the void her father left when he died. She had the slightest idea that she was just a means to an end that he was keeping a close eye on rather than caring for like she thought he was. "In the line of work, you have to know the bad guys better than you know yourself and know how t