But then she stops right at the foot of the bed and cocks her head at the camera as if she’s thinking about what to do.She then turns to face the camera full-on and grins before pulling her T-shirt up and over her head.
My grip tightens on my gun.She’s wearing a black bra, her perfect breasts held only by a scrap of lace material.
What the hell?
I’m mesmerised as she hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and shimmies them down her legs to reveal a black thong.
Fuck.
Kicking her shorts away, she looks directly at the camera, then blows it a kiss and appears to laugh before getting into bed and turning out the light.
Is this her idea of giving me something to watch?She’d joked about it on the first night—about me being bored.The only thing she’s given me is a raging hard-on that I’ll not bring myself to deal with here in this office when I have a job to do.No, there’ll be time for that later, when I’m alone and can replay that little show in my head.
Right now, all I can wonder about is what game she’s playing.
* * *
HAYAMI
What the fuck have I just done?
I sink into the mattress, feeling giddy and light-headed.I’ll admit, when I stepped out of the en suite, I was hot.The central heating in this house isn’t great—I’ve spent the last five days complaining about how cold I am at night, until the Beast found an oil-filled heater in the garage and set it up in my room.It’s worked a treat, but now it’s stifling.
I was about to take my T-shirt off when I remembered the cameras.Rememberedhim.And then something devilish washed over me.
It’s been so quiet over the last five days.No news.No drama.In some ways it’s been nice, but in others, it’s made it all very dull.That’s when it hit me: Would it really be so bad to strip in front of the camera?It’s not like it’s anything he hasn’t seen—he saw me in a swimsuit that first day.Underwear isn’t that different.
This would just be a joke, a bit of fun to lighten the monotony of what must be an incredibly boring job—watching me sleep.
And hadn’t I said, on the first night, that I would give him something to watch?
So I did.I stripped right in front of the camera.
I won’t lie.It felt good, knowing he was watching the scene unfold, hoping he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off me.The thought of him open-mouthed, hard, maybe even stroking himself, made me want to carry on and take off my bra and pants.But that would have been a step too far, and not something I would’ve been able to pass off as a joke.
And who’s to say I do make him hard?For all I know, he could be gay or not interested in sex or women at all.And all I could have achieved with my little stunt was me getting excited.
It was just a little light amusement,I tell myself as I slide into bed.A relief from the monotony that’s become my new routine.
Some people would love to be marooned on a mountainside.And I’ll admit, there have been some positives to being stuck out here.I’m ahead with all my assignments and studying, and I’ve read at least three of the eight books Nita packed for me—God love her.
And then there’s the absence of my father, which is the main reason I feel calm here.
So, yeah, maybe it was boredom that made me flash the Beast a peek.Or maybe it was the fact that we haven’t had any real interaction for days—not with Willa under the same roof and the security cameras recording our every move.
I thought that once Willa went to bed and we were alone, something might happen between us.But he’s stayed locked away in his little hidey-hole under the stairs, almost as if he’s deliberately keeping out of my way.
I love nothing more than winding up my bodyguards, and he’s no exception.I’m just not sure what would’ve been going through his head during my little tease.
EIGHTEEN
FENRIR
PRESENT
Hayami wakes at three twenty.
I sit up, having been slouched in the chair for the last few hours.Presuming she’s just visiting the bathroom, I wait for her to switch the light on, but she doesn’t.
