Page 13 of My Merciless Don

She blinked at me. “I… don’t know. It depends on how good the upgrade to my living quarters is.”

I laughed. “Well then, we’ll just have to see what we can do to motivate you.” I stepped aside, gesturing for her to walk past me. Slowly, she unfolded her legs, slipping into the slides I’d provided for her and walked towards me, watching me warily. She stepped past me, into the corridor and turned to look at me, awaiting my next instructions. I closed the door, leading the way up to the main floor and then up the flight of stairs to the bedrooms.

The estate was divided into two wings – east and west. My brother and I had rooms in the east wing and there were two guest rooms as well. My mother and sister occupied the west wing. I stopped at one of the guest rooms in the east wing, the one opposite my own room and gestured towards the door. “Home sweet home. Enjoy.”

She gave me a look and then reached out to open the door, peering cautiously inside. I turned away, leaving her to it. “If you need anything, I’m just across the hall.”

She flicked a glance at me and then stepped right into her room. I turned away and then froze at her words.

“Thank you, daddy.”

I turned, eyebrows raised, a suitable disbelieving expression on my face, and gave her a look. She had paused, hand on the door and was now grinning at me, cheekily. I was torn between wanting to show her exactly who her daddy was and growling at her about how she was playing with fire. Instead, I turned around and walked away.

I descended the stairs, wondering if it was really a good idea to have her so close to me. As clever and beautiful as she was, I knew she was playing some sort of game. Add in the very inconvenient resemblance to my dead fiancée and it just seemed like playing with fire.

“I can hear you catastrophizing right now.” Valerio came out of nowhere to walk beside me down the corridor to my office.

I flicked him a dismissive glance and rolled my eyes. “Don’t you have better things to do than stalk me?”

“Sure, yeah. Just ran a security check on all our systems with George; tightened some protocols and didn’t find any traps or breaches made by the new girl. Whatever she is up to, it doesn’t involve stealing more cash from us.”

“Not yet anyway.”

“Yeah. So, are you really going to work with her?”

I shrugged, “I literally have no choice but to collaborate with her at the moment.”

“You could just give her up to the families.”

I stopped, and turned, folding my arms, and staring incredulously at him, “And admit that she stole our money?”

“Good point.” He pointed his index finger at me. “Well, just know that I will be watching really closely.”

“That’s why you’re here, Val.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN

AUDRY

Iwas never taking my bed for granted ever again. Being able to sleep on a soft mattress, under warm covers in a light airy room was an underrated luxury. I didn’t leave my room for the rest of the evening. For one thing, I was tired having passed an uncomfortable previous night. I luxuriated in the tub, just enjoying the feeling of hot water on my skin while jazz music played through speakers in the ceiling.

“This could be fun.”

I decided to regard this night as a holiday from my life. Nobody wanted anything from me, until morning. So, I could just pretend to be Marco Cassio’s trophy wife, my only thought to be concerned with looking pretty.

No responsibilities, no expectations.

With a long sigh, I leaned back against the back of the tub and closed my eyes, running my hands down my body, over the swell of my breasts, tweaking my nipples and then down to my belly, made concave by the way I was lying. My fingers tripped slowly downward, rubbing against the tiny hairs covering my pussy before questing inward.

I closed my eyes, thinking of Marco and how it might feel to have him there, inside of me. Just because he was a mark didn’t mean we couldn’t have a little fun. He gave off big dick energy and I was eager to explore that with him. My hand brushed over my swelled clitoris, and I moaned aloud. Then my eyes flew open, looking around to make sure I was still alone.

The room was still innocuously empty, nothing but steam and soft music present with me in the room. With a sigh I relaxed again, rubbing myself, slowly reveling in the pleasure as I undulated in the hot water. It was easy to imagine Marco there with me - a large warm presence covering me with his hot body, splitting me like a peach with his cock.

That made me moan out loud again, arching my back. I could almost feel him filling me up, so much so that I think I tricked my body into actually thinking he was. My inner muscles contracted searching for his dick as I orgasmed. I gave a long exhale before lying back in the water, eyes still closed, completely relaxed.

Tomorrow I would have to be the thief extraordinaire, but today I could just enjoy my bath.

I was woken in the morning by a knock on the door. A woman in a maid’s uniform smiled at me, while handing me a tray containing a pot of coffee and a breakfast sandwich. “You're welcome to come down to the kitchen, if you need anything more. Or at any time,” she said.

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