“She does,” Leo answers for me. “She has stomach pain and can’t come out, Uncle. Maybe she needs tea.”
“She’s not staying for tea, Leo.” Alessio can’t hide his annoyance.
“I can put her tea in my go cup,” the boy says. “For the trip.”
A pause. I bite my lip, sweating like an untrained spy in enemy territory.
“Seven,” Alessio says.
“Hey, that’s not fair,” Leo protests. “You skipped numbers.”
“I counted in my head,” Alessio says. “Eight.”
Oh my God, this man is relentless.
What can I do? I turn around in the bathroom, looking for something, anything, but it’s just walls with sandy-white tile and dark wallpaper.
“Nine, Ms. Wilder. Leo, stand away from the door.”
I grab the box of pads from under the sink. Sweat drips from my brow, I’m so damn stressed out. “Wait, I’m coming out.”
THIRTEEN
SHE TOOK MY BLOODY AIRPLANE!
Alessio
Only my family and friends can rattle the cage in which I keep my beast locked. Luckily, my family is small, and my family members are my friends. Hence, I can count on one hand the number of people who can disturb my peace.
The governess isn’t one of them.
Yet, she’s shaking the cage where I keep my beast away from everyone. Inside the proverbial cage, my beast is warm, well fed, and reading books written by dead military generals. The warning sign on the cage says: DO NOT DISTURB.
Lake Wilder can’t read the signs.
If she could, she would quit stalling because it’s pissing me off. I understand that Val is paying her well, and Leo is adorable, but I said what I said, and I’m unkind to those who do not obey my simple orders, especially when I’m also fighting against such orders myself.
I want her to stay so I can fuck her again.
Not only do I want to fuck her again, now that she’s disobeying me, I also want to bend her over my knee. The image of her red bottom and dripping pussy make me want to break down the bathroom door, shove my cock down her throat, and make her choke on it.
Good thing she decided to come out.
Box of feminine products in hand, Lake’s standing at the door jamb, sweating profusely while biting her lip. Her gaze drops to the phone in my hand, which has been vibrating nonstop for the last fifteen minutes. It’s not any one of my three people, which means whoever it is can wait while I deal with my governess.
Leo’s governess, the beast in the cage corrects. So smart, this beast.
“Are you ready?” I ask her.
She nods. “Sorry for the delay.”
“Everything will be all right, Ms. Wilder.” Unless she keeps stalling. “You’ll have your passport and a pleasant flight back to the US, where your family will be happy to see you. Your life will go on. If your belly hurts, it’s because of nerves. Can I get you something for that?”
Medicine.
Chewable.
Spanking.
