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For the time being, the coast was clear. We went around the back and took a look inside. Most of the windows were covered by a brown coating. Yet, some were ripped and gave us a good enough peek inside. This place was undoubtedly the headquarters of their operations.

The first section used for deliveries also contained barrels marked with chemical signs. The middle section contained shelving, barrels, tables, and a variety of containers. In the last section, we noted smaller packages, some scales, and odd-looking objects such as vases.

Once we noted everything and took pictures. We got the hell out of there. It was getting dark by the time we got to the Gambling Den. We sat down with Ashan and went through the day's events.

“Thank you so much,” Ashan said once we were done. “Let’s go over our plans tomorrow and take it from there.”

“No problem, we will see you in the morning,” I said as we headed out.

By the time we got home, it was late, and Alyssa had already gone to bed. I decided not to bother her. After a quick bite, I also turned in for the night. I lay thinking of her for hours before sleep eventually came.

The next morning, we headed out early again. I wanted to get the task done quickly. I wanted to spend more time at home. After a brief meeting with Ashan, I realized that the job would most likely take a week or so to complete. I had to find another way to connect with Alyssa during this time.

Chapter 11 - Alyssa

During the last week, things have started changing with everything that has been going on; we’ve had less time to spend together. I was grateful for it, though. But also, because we have come to spend more time over the phone,

This way, I could get to know Piotr better without confrontation. It was a safe way to talk and remove any temptation. In fact, I was starting to look forward to our calls. Around the family, he always appeared tense, quiet, and withdrawn.

Over the phone, he was lighter. I assumed it was because there was no judgment. We could enjoy each other’s company unrestricted. I’ve also had a couple more dreams where we had sex. It was strange how he would be the one to call and wake me from them. It felt like he knew just when to call.

Grinning at my thoughts, I took my coffee and returned to my room. Our conversations were always a little heated when he caught me dreaming of him. At first, it was a bit awkward, but I have come to like them.

I placed my cup on the bathroom vanity, opened the taps, and poured some bubble bath into the tub. As the water ran, my mind wandered to yesterday. Out of the blue, he came home early. He took me on a romantic coach ride through Central Park. It was amazing to see all of the park from a different view.

We had a glass of champagne and stopped for a photo at Cherry Hill fountain. It was truly magical. We talked about books, movies, music and so much more. The more I learned about him, the more he intrigued me.

Shaking my head I turned to check the water. Taking off my gown and hanging it behind the bathroom door, I stood in my pink lacy nightdress, waiting for the tub to fill.

It was almost full when my phone rang. Glancing at the screen, I smiled. It was Piotr. Swiping up and putting the phone on speaker, I answered as I bent to close the taps. “Good morning.”

“Hello, princess. Am I catching you at a bad time?” Piotr asked. I could hear a hint of excitement in his voice.

Giggling softly, I lowered my tone as I spoke. “No, not at all. I’m just getting ready to take a bubble bath.” I felt a little nervous but have come to enjoy our teasing conversations. Piotr was a kind and gentle man. He made me feel safe but also seemed to wake the wild side in me.

Except for the dirty dreams, I have also caught myself wondering about him regularly. His perfectly shaped body, remembering him fighting for me that first night. His taught muscles glittered with sweat. The more I got to know him, the stronger my longing for him became.

“Oh, that sounds nice,” Piotr replied smoothly. “Before you do… please tell me what you’re wearing?”

Glancing at my reflection in the life-size mirror, I smiled. I could hear him breathing as he waited for my reply. “Okay, but I’ve only got on clothing,” I said shyly as my cheeks heated and changed color.

“Mmm…,” he replied. “Describe the clothing.”

“I’m wearing a lacy pink nightgown.” I breathed into the phone.

“And underneath that princess?” he whispered.

Pulling up my nightgown, I stared at my panties. “Wouldn’t you like to know,” I said, grinning.

“Oh, yes, I want to know. Now you have to tell me.” There was a pause, and then he added enthusiastically. “Oh, do tell princess, don’t be shy.”

It felt weird telling him what I was wearing. But it also felt oddly nice. “I… I have on matching lacy pink panties.” I said softly.

It sounded like Piotr gasped before he spoke again. “I have something to admit.”

I didn’t respond; I waited patiently for him to continue. Piotr cleared his throat before adding, “I’ve been following your online presence since I met you. Yet, most of the posts are older, seems you only posted during high school. But I can’t stop thinking about you, princess.”

“Oh, have you?” I asked.

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