Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
I gave up. Each time the brush touched it, it seemed to go even more unruly.
At least my mouth was a lot fresher. Returning to the bedroom, I found Andrei waiting. He’d gotten a tray with coffee and a cinnamon bun on the plate.
“Breakfast?” I asked.
“I know you like them.”
Cinnamon buns were my favorite. I couldn’t get enough of them.
I still wore the white lingerie that was far too revealing. For a few seconds I hesitated, feeling the need to hide my nakedness, but Andrei didn’t seem to notice.
Sliding back into the bed, I pulled the covers up to my chin and took a sip of coffee. I didn’t care that I still had the full taste of peppermint from my toothpaste. The coffee was exactly what I needed. After a few scalding sips, I reached for the bun and marveled at how warm it still felt. One bite and I was lost. Cinnamon was one of my favorite spices. I loved anything that contained it. I even enjoyed cinnamon-scented candles.
Every now and then, I looked toward Andrei, but he finished off his own cinnamon bun and coffee.
“I need to leave for work soon. Get dressed, I have your guard outside and I want to introduce you.”
“So soon?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.” I swallowed the last of my coffee, and Andrei took the empty cup from my hand.
He turned away and left the room.
Climbing out of bed, I rush to the closet, and rather than pick one of the outfits I’d managed to steal away from my parents before they threw them out, I look through the clothes Andrei had chosen. I settled on a black pencil skirt and white cowl-neck blouse. Wrapping my hair into a bun, I glanced in the mirror, happy with how I looked.
My feet were hurting but the pain was bearable. If I showed any signs of pain, he might not let me leave.
Checking my cell phone, I see Nathan is in the city, and he wanted to meet up early. Typing a response, I promise to meet him at lunch. He sends me a link to a restaurant I’d never heard of, and I agree to meet him. I don’t want to keep Andrei waiting another moment, and rush out to see him.
When he catches sight of me, he doesn’t look pleased. I had dressed for him, in the hope of making him happy. It’s all part of the compromise. This was the first day our marriage had seemed hopeful. How could he not be happy with the clothes he’d chosen for me to wear?
“Adelaide, this is Leo,” he said. “He will be your guard, escorting you wherever you need to go.”
I recognized Leo as his driver. Was he the only guy he trusted? Who was going to take care of him? I didn’t complain. Forcing a smile to my lips, I held out my hand but Andrei took it.
“Er, it’s nice to meet you,” I said.
Leo nodded, but he didn’t smile.
This didn’t seem at all like it was going to be a good fit.
****
Andrei
The only man in my employ I trusted with Adelaide’s life was Leo. The man was married with three children. He worked hard to keep his life away from his family. I helped to a point, but there was only so much I could do. There was no way he’d fall for my wife, nor would he put her in danger.
Running a hand down my face, I glanced over the endless list of files that had mounted on my desk. I’d gone back to the casino, which was my main base for work. I had plenty of offices around the city and across my territory, but this was the place I settled into most. This was where I had access to everything I needed.
My thoughts kept returning to Adelaide. To the hug she’d given me that very morning. Women hugged me all the time. She was right, I didn’t have a celibate life. I’d enjoyed plenty of women but none of them had been my wife.
Adelaide was different. She’d dressed this morning, and wore the clothes I’d picked for her, but I did not like it. They were not her at all.
I know I just need to get laid. Since the wedding and the shit with Ivan, I haven’t had the chance to take care of my own needs. There’s no other woman that appeals to me. No one I want, other than to feel Adelaide’s virgin cunt sliding down my dick. That’s what I wanted, but I wasn’t going to get it.
I had to focus. To get my thoughts away from my fucking wife and to think about the business at hand.
My spies at the Evil Savages MC compound had told me exactly what Demon was going to do. He planned to attack six of my warehouses. Three of them contained cocaine, two had guns, and the other two were empty. The plan was to transfer all the drugs to one location ready to distribute. The guns could go. We didn’t need them, and they were excess storage. I planned to catch them off guard and strike as they raid our base.