Ethan.
“Taking a break?” He’s been chomping at the bit to get laid so I told him to take Sasha home.
“Yeah. Your secretary has sucked and fucked every ounce of fluid from my body. I was getting a drink. What are you doing?” He eyes me suspiciously.
“I was having a drink in the hot tub.” I put the unfinished pitcher of margaritas in the fridge.
“Did you need a drink for both hands?” Of course he sees both glasses. “Where’s Rivers? Tell me you didn’t just fuck her out there.” His face reddens with anger.
“She went to bed and no, I didn’t fuck her.” He doesn’t believe me, and it shows. The cum towel wrapped around my waist proves that I didn’t, but I’m not going to bring it to his attention. I wouldn’t have been able to pull out if I felt her sweet pussy.
“I heard the door open several minutes before you came in. I swear to God, Nick, if you hurt her, I’ll kill you myself.”
This is why I usually don’t put Ethan on the frontlines of any of my missions, he lets emotions overwhelm him. He’s better off doing the technical stuff behind the scenes.
“Why do you care so much? Would you rather fuck her instead? I saw the way you were staring at her in the club.” And as much as I’d like to deny it, it pissed me the fuck off.
Jealousy, I think, is what they call that emotion. Tonight was a first for me and I can see why people commit murder for it.
“She’s a beautiful woman, of course I was looking at her. But not in the way you think. I see her for the real her. You haven’t been there the last few months, you haven’t been the one to watch her come out of her cocoon and blossom like a beautiful butterfly. You haven’t seen or dried her tears, you haven’t seen her war with herself or give every last drop of strength she has to make sure she completes a hard task, and you damn sure don’t see her for who she truly is. She’s just an employee you plan to use and discard.” He’s tense, his fists are clenched.
He's wrong. She’s not just an employee, she’s so much more, even if I can’t put my finger on what more is. He doesn’t need to know that though. I’m not going to pretend to be a hero when I’m content with being the villain.
“I might not have been there alongside her, but believe me, I won’t make that mistake again.” I glower at him.
He doesn’t break the stare until Sasha appears in the door behind him and calls him back. “Ethan, come back to bed. I’m lonely.” Her glare shoots icy daggers at me, completely missing their mark. I don’t care about her.
“I’m serious, asshole, you hurt her, and it won’t just be her you lose, it’ll be me too. I won’t sit back and let you destroy her.” He walks off, leaving me standing there shocked.
8:17 a.m. - Judge Vernon has agreed to postpone your case. When is your start date? The earlier the better. We need information on Madam LaBell before any more girls slip through the cracks.
I suggested bringing Kaleb in and torturing information out of him, but Vade said we’ve only been able to pin one lead to him, and he might not have any other valuable information to give us yet. Which is true, unfortunately.
If we can get what we need from one source, it’s better than launching a full-scale operation. Truth be told, I’m growing mighty fond of our decoy. It was impossible for me to sleep last night.
I had to relieve myself in the shower again this morning. The taste of her was even better than I suspected it would me. My dick is growing hard in my pants just thinking about it.
8:18 a.m - Yeah man that’ll be great. Hey, I got wind from some folks back home that Tito was spotted around town. You still want to talk to him?
Tito. Welcome home motherfucker. A huge grin spreads across my face, I can barely contain my excitement. Fucking right I still want to talk to him.
I lean back in my chair and savor the rough cracking of my knuckles against my palms. He’s going to regret every single minute he spent torturing my little cupcake. I can’t wait to sit back and watch her get her revenge, and if it gets to be too much for her, I’ll gladly take over. His fucking days are limited.
8:18 a.m. - I do. Get my number to him and tell him to give me a call.
Since I have to wait to dish out my wrath on Kaleb, this gives me something to look forward to. I wish she knew theidentity of her other abusers. Dealing with Tito is a good start, we can possibly find out the rest later.
8:19 a.m. - Will do.
Sasha comes strutting in my office. She spent all night fucking Ethan and looks like total shit today.
“I need to head to town and get some more flowers for the office, pick up your dry cleaning, and run by the liquor store. They got another case of Weller’s for you in today.” She leans over my desk, pushing her breasts out.
Normally, I would take this opportunity to take the bait and stare, but I don’t look up from the file I’m reading. “Very well, stop by your apartment and clean yourself up before you come back.” I flick through the pages of the latest proposal Captain Cunt is trying to pass before city council. This bitch never quits.
“I took a shower before I left your beach house this morning. If you weren’t so busy avoiding me, you would have known that.” Her voice oozes with annoyance.
I really don’t care what she did before she left, as long as she did just that—left.
