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DELUXE: THE KEEPER.

Fred had one mission.Kill Dolores Romano.It was meant to be a very simple job for him, really. But somehow, Dolores has worn his heart with her ambient eyes, quiet charm, and banging body. So, instead of killing her as he's been contracted to do, he hides her.But the longer he keeps her with him, the harder it is for him to keep his hands to himself. He's the furthest thing from a Prince Charming, yes, but Dolores is an angel. Undefiled. Innocent.He wants her, but will she accept him for who he really is? A devil sent to put an end to her life?-------------------------1 - Fred.Politics is a dirty business. What you see on the news isn’t even the half of it. The reality is more akin to what you see in the movies.Bribery, extortion, blackmail, corruption. I’ve seen it all. Hell, I’ve done it all. Even murder.I’m a fixer. A bag man. I handle things that can’t be done legitimately. I keep them quiet, off the books, in the shadows. That’s where I live.Most people think that elect

2 - Dolores.

My heart stops, starts, then stops again.Did he just say he’s been sent here to kill me?A hot blush makes my cheeks tingle as a cold surge of adrenaline pumps through my veins, chilling my fingertips and toes.I stare and try to process what’s happening.He can’t be a hitman. He’s too handsome for that. Not handsome in the traditional sense like you’d see in a magazine, but in a purely masculine way that reminds me of a feral animal. The kind of man who could live on his own in the mountains and be just fine.His eyes are steady, cold. Like a killer. And when I see the gun in his hand, I realize that’s exactly what he is.This isn’t a prank; this is really happening. I’m about to die. But if I am, I’m not going down without a fight.I try to move, but my body simply will not respond. The best I can do is make my right hand twitch, causing my book to fall to the floor. And when I open my mouth to scream, my voice stops half-way up my throat.This is it. I really am helpless.And I’m

3 - Dolores.

“Out,” Fred says as he opens my door. As I stand, I glance over his shoulder at the trees. He notices. “You can run, but you won’t get far. And even if you do, the wolves will get you before you make it back home.”“Wolves!?” I exclaim. But Fred just turns his back on me and walks toward the cabin, giving me no other choice but to follow.He moves with an almost robotic precision, his hulking, muscled shoulders moving up and down slowly as if in time with his breath. I can see the bulging definition of his thick, frightening physique through the fabric of his shirt, and as strange as it is, I feel myself being pulled to him like a magnet to a piece of metal. He may have just kidnapped me, but for some bizarre reason, I feel safe with him.I follow him up the stairs and into the cabin. The smell of dust fills my nose, and the old wood creaks beneath my feet. Fred steps into the impossible blackness, there’s a click, and a small lamp in the corner switches on, bathing the living room in

4 - Dolores.

When I wake up, it’s about mid-day. At least, that’s what I figure based on my incredibly, ultra-amazing abilities of judging the location of the sun.I find two bags of groceries on the table with a note:I hope you cook.“Yeah, why’s that, Fred?” I say to no one. “What am I? Your cook? Your wife?”I manage to make myself dry scrambled eggs with toast and marmalade jam and eat out on the steps. Despite the fact that this is now technically my prison – one surrounded by people-eating wolves and managed by a massive, would-be murderer with a celebrity-child name, it’s actually beautiful.My life is normally quite hectic. Having to show up places with my father and smile to give off the impression that we are a nice, happy family is simultaneously exhausting and soul-sucking at the same time.We are anything but happy, and that’s why I doubt my father’s even worried about me right now – if he’s even noticed I’m gone yet.Fred is right; politics is a dirty game filled with liars and croo

5 - Dolores.

I can only imagine the terrible things Fred has done, but right now, I don’t want to.Right now the only thing I can focus on is his tongue sliding into my mouth and his strong hands exploring every inch of my naked body.A man’s touch…I’ve never felt it before. Never kissed a man. I haven’t even been alone in a room with a man, thanks to my father ruling over my family like King Longshanks from Braveheart.And now, as Fred introduces me to a whole new world of sensation, I am actually glad for what my father did.Because he kept me untouched for this man.There’s something so sexy…so sensual about being exposed before him while he stands in front of me fully clothed. I’m like his little doll on full display.I’m tiny compared to him. I’m not tall anyway, but Fred is well over six feet with shoulders like a linebacker. It’s like he was born to intimidate me, dominate me, take me and make me his.His strong fingertips rake up the sides of my thighs until he finds my butt and squeezes

6 - Dolores.

The waves roll through me, filling me simultaneously with pleasure and pride.I did this– made this man want me and lose control and take me. And he brought me to a place I’ve never been and is doing things no man has ever done to me.All thought leaves my mind as he curls his finger inside me and holds it where it needs to be. My core quakes. I shudder, twitch violently, then slump back against the couch cushions, panting for breath, my heartbeat pounding through my clit and in my ears.“Fuck…” I manage to mutter, wiping a thin film of sweat from my forehead. “You’re amazing.”“That was nothing,” Fred replies. I look up in time to see him slip out of his shirt.Muscles. That’s all I can think as my eyes scour his body. A bulging chest, broad, chiseled shoulders, and abs for days. Just the right amount of chest hair, but then—Then I see them.The scars. Some of them small – others large. Decorating his body like the work of a sick artist. I feel awful as a flood of moisture graces my

7 - Fred.

The slick wetness of Dolores’s virgin pussy has my cock impossibly hard and ready to explode already.This is a massive failure on my part – in every way imaginable.I failed my employer. I botched the job and took a risk unlike any I’ve ever taken. A risk that has changed the course of my life forever.I failed at keeping my hands off her like I swore I would. She and I can’t possibly work. I’m a jaded, scarred-up old man who has seen the worst life has to offer, and she’s a young, innocent virgin with her whole life ahead of her.I know it’s wrong.I know it will never work out – that no matter what she thinks about me now, she’ll never want to stay with me.But here I am, balls deep in her dripping cunt that smells like absolute fucking heaven.“Oh, Daddy…” Her moan sends a shock of excitement through my cock, and I almost burst. No girl has ever called me Daddy before. I wasn’t expecting it either.But I like it. A lot.“Yes, little girl,” I purr back as I change my thrusts, fucki

8 - Dolores.

I’m stunned, shocked, and shattered as I stare at the ceiling. It’s more of a prison cell now than a bedroom. I feel conned, cheated, betrayed.Used.No…worse than that. It’s a feeling so sharp and so terrifying that I’m barely able to admit it…I feel heartbroken.When Fred took me – when I called him Daddy – something changed inside me. A safety, unlike anything I had ever known, swept over me like a warm blanket. I felt at home in his arms, and when he made me a woman, I felt as though the universe had delivered to me the man I was meant to be with.And then, for some reason, he tore himself away and threw me aside like a dirty napkin.After taking my virginity…After coming inside of me…“Shit…” I mutter, covering my hands with my face. I can still feel it inside me, warm and sticky, a reminder of what we just did. He may have stretched me, but I feel full of him still – full of his seed.When I was caught up in the moment and convinced he was the man for me, I was happy to take i

9 - Dolores.

Two weeks later…It’s routine now – my imprisonment.I wake up to groceries on the table and a list of chores. I make my breakfast first and then I do them. I’m not sure why; there really is no incentive for me to do so. It’s not like Fred can punish me any more than he already has. What’s he going to do? Beat me? Rape me?I guess I do them out of spite. He probably expects me to disobey him, so I follow his instructions to a T.I sweep, I mop, I do the dishes, clean the counter, clean the sink. I even do his laundry. I stuff pieces of cotton into my nose when I do so I don’t inhale his scent. Even now, as much as I hate him, it still awakens something inside me that, as hard as I try, I cannot suppress.I take a late-morning and late-afternoon walk around the property. I stay close enough to the house to avoid the wolves, and then I come back and make him dinner, which I leave for him on the table. He eats in his room every night. He clearly does not want to see me.I haven’t seen hi

10 - Dolores.

My breath catches in my chest as I hear the front door open and the sound of boots stepping into the cabin.“She’s hiding.”“Find her. And make it quick.”Their voices are hushed but strong – cold. As though this is just another day at work for them. Which is probably the case.I hear a set of footsteps in the kitchen and then the sound of Fred’s bedroom door opening.“Hey,” someone hisses. “In here.”Their steps converge outside my door, and I know I only have a few seconds before they’re inside. And they’re going to find me. There’s no doubt about that. If my mom could find me hiding under the bed as a child, these men obviously will.Make it quick…These aren’t my father’s men here to “rescue me.” These are other men, like Fred, sent here to kill me.The sound of the door opening sends a shudder through my entire body. I want to gasp but clasp a hand over my mouth to keep myself silent. I know it’s pointless, but the fear takes over, and for the first time in two weeks, I find myse

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