“Remember our pact not to be seen together. We can’t share him at the same time,” Koro’s caution caught my ear, pausing my movement. “Neither he nor anyone else knows we’re closely related, it’s safer that way.”
Well, fuck me. “Closely related!” I muttered, barely keeping a rein on my shock. “Sisters?”
“He doesn’t know my identity, and I’ll always keep my mask on,” Koro added. “And dominate him while you submit to him.”
Once again, Ishika’s laughter bounced around the room, hiding my softer chuckle. “Such confidence. You think you can dominate a man like Remo?” She voiced my thoughts aloud.
“Why? Do you think he can tame me?” came Koro’s rebuttal.
“No, you’ll probably slit his throat before he has a chance to.”
She probably would, Koro was that good, but I was better even if I’d fucked her.
“He’s just as deranged as I am, so I’m convinced he’s more likely to welcome my brand of fucking.”
Koro wasn’t wrong there, but Ishika’s submission wasn’t without rebellion. My cock instantly hardened, imagining her under me, biting, clawing, fighting me while I sank deep into that pink pussy.
“What about you?” Koro asked. “Think you can keep him interested after your engagement?” Silence followed. “I’ll take that smile as a yes?” she said, pulling my attention.
“You forget I haven’t seen the man in–”
“Yeah, yeah, two months, I know but that’s not what I asked, Ish. Can you?”
“Probably, if he hasn’t moved on.”
“He hasn’t. Trust me.” Koro laughed. “By the way, I need to go away for a bit.”
“Again?” Ishika sounded disappointed. “How long this time?”
“Two, maybe three months. I’m close, Ish, I can feel it.”
A heavy sigh followed. “I guess–”
“I’ve been watching Remo for the last two months and he’s coming back for you. He’ll be here to protect you–”
“Wait. What,” Ishika shrieked. “Who’s going to protect him from him,” she scoffed.
I bit tongue to stop my laugh.
“You’ll be fine,” Koro’s assured her.
“Do you know when he’s coming, so I can disappear,” Ishika asked, irritated.
Koro chuckled. “Maybe another week or so but don’t hide, Ish, show him what you’re made of.”
It dawned on me Koro was lying. We’d met twice since the last time, ending in quick fucks before she disappeared and if she was watching me, she’d know I was here. What the fuck was her end game?
“Yeah, tell that to my desecrated pussy. I seriously have to consider having a funeral for the poor thing,” she sounded soserious, a second or so passed before loud laughter filled the room. “What if I need to get hold of you?” Ishika asked, when she calmed down, her tone solemn now.
“Just leave the usual message and I’ll make a plan.” A pause before Koro continued, “you know I always do.” Her sigh was followed by a knock on the door. “Seems like you have more visitors, I’ll go out the window. See you when I can, okay?”
“Fuck sakes, more visitors,” I grumbled, hearing Ishika say goodbye to Koro before she opened the door to what sounded like mindless screeching.
“Sean’s back in town and he wants to take you out on a date tonight,” some woman gushed.
“Date? Hmm.” I rubbed my chin, listening to the excited chatter for a moment then left the way I came in and headed for the car. “Arranged marriage? Twisted games? Date? What the fuck next?” I slid behind the wheel, dialing Gian. “Find out if Alessia can meet me for dinner tonight,” I instructed when he answered.
“Where?”
