“You want to be seen out in public with me?”
“If the answer is yes, I will meet you by the front door in an hour’s time.There is a dress in your room, if you wish to wear it.”
He got to his feet, and with a simple request, both dogs rushed to follow him.It was strange, because in that moment I wanted to follow him as well.
I’m not a dog.I didn’t have to move to his tune, although I did get to my feet and make my way to my bedroom, where I discovered a beautiful red dress to wear for dinner.
****
Draven
If Maeve refused to go to dinner, I wouldn’t mind.I saw the interest in her eyes.Being here for a month and a half had relaxed her.She no longer looked like she wanted to bolt at a moment’s notice, which was a step up as far as I was concerned.
I waited by the door.There was no rule that said I couldn’t take my captive out.
The moment I had passed that dress in the window, I wanted to see Maeve in it.I knew all of Maeve’s sizes, so I knew there wouldn’t be any trouble.
Now, I glanced down at my watch and noticed she had five minutes to arrive.Pulling out my cell phone, I took care of a few emails and a couple of texts, and that is when I heard her, less than two minutes later, coming downstairs.I take my time and stare at her feet as they appear.She wore the red heels with the straps that looked like diamonds.She looked stunning.Beautiful.
And as my gaze traveled up her body, I caught sight of how amazing she looked, and she took my breath away.The dress molded to every curve.Maeve was not a slim woman, she was all curves, and from what Louis had told me, she was not afraid to eat good food.My chef adored her and her culinary requests.
In fact, most of my staff adored her, including my cleaning crew.Maeve did not like to leave mess, and several of the crew had stated they had found her cleaning up or grabbing a duster to help.I was not prepared for Maeve to be so well-liked, but I happen to also enjoy that she fit in with my household.
I didn’t like drama at home.The people who worked for me knew I liked to run a tight ship, and it had to be a fucking safe space.I got rid of anyone who rocked the boat.
Maeve had curled her short hair.There was a time she had her hair down to her ass, but part of her rebellion was to cut it.Also, she had streaks of silver through her hair.With the red dress, she was a walking sex dream, at least to me.
She looked nervous.
“Is it okay?”Maeve asked.“I got a little confused and was worried I might have ruined it.”
The dress ran across one shoulder and under the arm of the other, exposing a shoulder.It was bunched at the waist, around a small opening that gave a hint of flesh.One long thigh was also exposed.She looked fucking sexy.I liked looking at her, she was stunning.
Holding out an arm, I watched her hesitate for the merest hint of a second before sliding her arm through mine.I saw her neck work as she swallowed.There would come a time when her neck would be working because I had my dick in her mouth, and I was going to make her swallow every drop of my cum.It was not now.
We left my home, and I already had my driver ready and helped Maeve into the back seat.Closing the door, I slid in beside her and knocked on the panel, giving him the go-ahead to drive.
“Where are we going?”Maeve asked.
“A cute Italian restaurant in the city.It’s a short drive away, but they do the most fantastic steak.”
It was also a restaurant I knew her family frequented.The Taylors, since the trade, had been active.I had it on good authority they had somehow come into some drugs, and they were selling.Now, distributing drugs came with a lot of heat.I had a sneaking suspicion the Taylors were dealing for the Bratva.If my sources are right, they are not putting that money to the side to give to the Bratva but have been flaunting their newfound wealth around the city, spending it on girls and whatever took their fancy.
This was bad news because they were also dealing in my territory, and that pissed me off.I was neither Bratva nor Mafia, I was my own person.I had taken what my father had created and made it better.I was the one who was feared.
The Taylors visited this restaurant from time to time, so I was going to enjoy sending them a message and reminding them of the position they were in.
“Burt and Daisy are adorable.”
I nod.I’ve loved dogs for as long as I could remember.I happen to love animals.Several years ago, when my father was still alive, I discovered a dogfighting ring taking place on our turf.I didn’t take the news well.It took me less than a week to find the fuckers that were sacrificing dogs weekly.I might have gone a little crazy.All the people who had taken the dogs, bred them, or had any association with the fighting ring, were dead.Those that made bets and made money from the suffering of the dogs, also suffered.I took care of it personally.
I made sure the dogs had a place to stay.There was an animal shelter several miles from the city, where all the dogs that had been part of the dogfighting ring now stayed.There was round-the-clock care, and I paid all expenses.It also happened that everyone involved who had earned even a cent contributed that money, plus interest, which kept those dogs in good health.
Would I have done it if I found out it was humans?Fuck, no.Humans are pieces of shit, and I say that as one of them.Dogs are adorable and I love them way more than people.
“I had always wanted a dog.My parents always said no.When I was younger, it was because I was too young, then as I got older, I knew it was because they had every intention of getting rid of me, and they would be stuck with a dog they didn’t want.”She shrugged.“Do you love dogs?”
This made me smile.“I do.”
