Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34380 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34380 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Still, there are things on my mind that prevent me from running my cartel like I used to. Before Tallulah, I was ruthless just for the sake of it. Now I feel myself softening. The girl is influencing me and I’m not sure I like it. I don’t know what to do to combat it, though.
As conflicting thoughts run through my mind, I realize staying away from her is making me lose my mind more and more every day.
Her closeness and the fact that I still can’t touch her are making my brain turn to mush. All I can think about is plunging my fingers so deep down her throat she gags. Choke her on them to prepare her for my cock. I wonder how she’ll respond once she gets her first little taste of it. I hope it breaks her.
The temptation to break my own rules grows stronger and stronger every day. Soon enough, I won’t be able to hold back at all. I’m already fighting a losing battle with myself, with the pros of breaking the rules largely outweighing the cons. Besides, Tallulah is just as desperate for my touch as I am to have my way with her. It’s getting really fucking hard to stay away when all I want is to be inside her...
Tonight, I don’t think I can fight my instincts. And I know exactly what I’m going to do. Tallulah won’t even remember it.
I call downstairs to the maids’ quarters.
“I need you to send some milk to Tallulah’s room,” I mutter into the phone connecting me to the housekeeper in charge.
“Of course, padron. What kind of milk?”
“Golden,” I reply with a sly smile before cutting the call.
She knows exactly what I mean.
We use a special recipe with turmeric and honey, which masks the taste of the sleeping pill crushed and slipped into the bottom of the drink. The add-ons make the pill undetectable, and the taste is delicious. I know my little angel has a sweet tooth and she’ll down the drink in one go. Which fits in perfectly with my plans to take advantage while she sleeps.
Now I just have to wait.
I position myself in front of the cameras displaying Tallulah’s room. Leaning back in my chair, I wait until the maid walks in and hands her the mug of steaming golden milk. Tallulah takes a sip and seems delighted at the taste, quickly downing the entire contents of the mug, just as I’d suspected. My plan is coming together nicely.
Chapter 5
XAVIER
An hour has passed since Tallulah had her fill of the golden milk. On the cameras, I can see it took effect right away. My pretty angel is laid out on her bed where she probably told herself she’d just take a little nap. Her angelic white dress is riding up, revealing inches of her pale thighs. The time has come. She’s fast asleep now, and she’ll never remember all the things I did to her.
I smirk to myself and head out of the control room and into her bedroom. Outside, I run into Julio with a bandaged hand.
“All good?” I ask.
“Just fine, thank you, padron,” he replies in a clipped tone despite his still bleeding hand. “Anything you need?”
“Take the rest of the night off. I’ll stay with her. And get that hand re-wrapped, you’re bleeding through the gaze.”
“Of course, padron,” he nods with a severe stony face before disappearing down the hallway.
I have to say I’m very pleased with Julio. Much more so than his slimy brother. I can tell Antonio wants to get under Tallulah’s skin.
Tallulah doesn’t even stir as I enter the room. She’s laid out on her back. I approach her slowly. The dogs are by her feet, but they raise their heads curiously as I enter the room. I shoo them out, leaving them in the hallway to guard us. Maybe they’re useful after all.
Outside, day is turning into night and the last dying sun rays paint the sky a vivid purple and red. It’s a pity Tallulah won’t see this sunset. Or what I’m about to do to her.
But I know this isn’t for her. I’m doing this for myself, so she doesn’t have to know. But the beast inside me needs to be sated. I can’t stand another hour without touching her, looking at her, taking advantage of her. It’s a good thing she won’t remember a thing.
Pulling out an armchair, I position it next to Tallulah’s bed before slowly peeling back the duvet someone’s haphazardly covered her with. I come face to face with Tallulah’s gorgeous body.
Her lacy dress is riding up, revealing a pair of pink cotton panties that are already soaked in the front. I smirk to myself, wondering whether she’s having a naughty dream. If I could, I’d infiltrate that too, ensure she never thinks of anybody but me even when she’s asleep. But for now, I’ll make do with owning her body while she sleeps. The dreams will come later. All I know is, I’m going to fucking delight in revealing what I did to her when she least expects it.