“We only come here if we need top-notch security,” I explain. “We only come here if we’re in danger. So yeah, they do what I say.”
“Ahhhh. All of them?”
I give her a warning look. “Yeah, baby. All of them. There’s only one person who doesn’t. You know who that is?”
“Um,” she says with a sheepish little grin. “Me?”
“Very good. You get a gold star.”
I don’t tell her that it’s her refusal to obey me that initially intrigued me. I’d never met anyone who defied me so fearlessly as Cosette.
It really got to me. I had a hard time reconciling her willingness to serve in bed with her refusal to obey me outside of it.
I knew she’d pose a challenge, and I loved that.
I take her elbow to steady her as we step onto the elevator. She doesn’t need me to, but I can’t help but do it automatically.
She’s carrying my baby.This isn’t just us anymore. Her safety’s never been more important.
I know now why she did what she did. I know now that even though her actions were heinous and dangerous, she had good reason for doing what she did. I know now that my gut instinct about her when I first met her wasn’t off.
“Oh, wow. The elevator doesn’t make a sound. It just whirrs while you magically travel.”
I grunt in reply while I answer a text from Fabien and take Thayer’s voicemail.
Everyone’s safe.
Thayer wants to know what’s the status of our prisoner.
Thayer:
Have you found anything out?
Me:
Some, and I also understand her motives now
Thayer:
Don’t let that pretty face and her magical pussy sway you from what you have to do
Me:
Touché, brother. You underestimate me
Have I found anything out? You could say that.
When we enter the penthouse, Cosette goes from room to room, examining every little detail.
“Little rosebuds on the towel that were embroidered by hand. Wow. And matching soaps! Look, how adorable!”
“Did you say rose soaps?”
I put my phone down mid-reply to Fabien when she stands in the doorway holding something.
“Yes. Look how cute!” Small, rose-shaped soaps sit in the palm of her hand.
“Jesus,” I mutter. “Where did those come from? Someone who was outfitting this place must’ve taken them from home.” I shake my head.
