Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
She nodded just slightly, then pushed the luggage rack toward the bathroom while I headed out to the balcony.
When I came back in, there was knocking on the door again. She was in the bathroom so I got the door and it was breakfast on a tray. There was no table and chairs this time so I put the tray on the desk beside the bed and that’s when she came out in a fancy blue tank top, more for a nightclub than a beach, and a pair of white shorts. She wore bejeweled flip flops. She had her bathing suit on as well, I could see the white halter ties around her neck.
She looked like she was trying to be casual, but her face was made-up, with smoky eyes and shiny lips with a hint of color, the color of peaches. Her hair was wavy and wild, probably from having slept without styling it after her bath, unlike yesterday when it was board straight. I liked it like this. It was more like the girl from the driver’s license, the girl with the fire in her eyes. There was no fire in her eyes, now though. I didn’t wanna even think about what they’d done to her to extinguish that fire.
I motioned for her to help herself. I lifted a lid and found a dish with separate compartments filled with bacon, scrambled eggs, fried potatoes, and a stack of toast. She looked at the platter with uncertainty, so I dished her up a plate with a bit of everything. I poured her a cup of coffee and handed it to her black. “Not sure how you take it.” I motioned to the sugar and milk.
She looked at me with warmth, but guarded warmth, as I passed her the plate and cup.
I was feeling more than a little unhinged and I was trying my hardest to hold myself together. I hadn’t felt this way in a really long time.
I had a system. I found out what was expected of me and I went along with it, fulfilled whatever the duties were until I could be alone again. I had no real outlets other than exercise or reading. When I worked out, I poured everything into a workout. When I read, I got lost in the story.
And when I had sex… when I had sex, I poured everything into it. That’s how I proved my worth around here. That’s how I got to where I was getting married off, getting out of here.
I screwed my assignments good and that kept me going. I’d got off on the sex because I’d go away to this place in my head and that’s where my heart and soul would live while my body did what it was supposed to do.
My assignment getting them to orgasm meant I’d done my job and I’d have an orgasm and it’d be done. Usually. It didn’t always go smoothly. Sometimes it went really wrong, but I succeeded at not letting it show.
For the most part, I always knew what I needed to do to get from point A to point B and that’s what I did every day. I almost always knew what they wanted before the session and even if I had to stay in character for days, I was able to deliver. It was all in an effort to get to Point C and now was that time.
This guy, this Dario Ferrano, gorgeous rich guy who inherited partnership in this place could get me to Point C. Once I got there, I didn’t know what’d happen. I never thought about what I’d do if I actually got that far. What would I hope for then? I pushed the thought away. I couldn’t let my mind go there now or I’d mess this up. Right now, the prize was getting out of here. I couldn’t think beyond that. I could barely fathom life outside of these walls.
I’d never seen him before and other owners frequented the club, they frequented with friends, adult sons, one of them with an adult daughter who was a vicious Domme who’d drawn my blood more than once. I wasn’t sure who Dario’s father was or if I’d ever met him but Dare, clearly, had never been here.
Oddly, I was with the guy that could get me to Point C but he didn’t want the A to B business so far. Well, obviously he did when he was asleep but awake, he didn’t. I’d tried. God, it was humiliating to be told no. And he’d gotten angry with me. It’s all I knew and without giving him that… I didn’t know how to proceed. He said he didn’t want it here. But I needed to make sure he didn’t change his mind and leave me behind.