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Those times I can barely remember, especially as to who was with me as we enjoyed that moment of thrilling bliss.
I do recall how it felt.
How alive and grateful I was to exist in that moment of exhilaration.
I would do anything to enjoy that thrill again.
“She fell asleep?” Ares inquires.
I’m assuming he’s still in the passenger seat of Domino’s G-Wagon. With one look at the giant metal beast, I knew it was one of those Brabus Limited Edition types, black and red interior.Go figure.I could tell from the smug look on his face that it was his prized possession. That, or he’s just proud to be the owner of the one out of a hundred in the world.
I just pretended like I didn’t know its value because, let’s be real. All men think women don’t know shit about cars.
I bet they think I can’t drive because Warren is in charge of getting me from A to B. Either way, I don’t care about the lack of knowledge they know about me.
As long as I survive this madness, they can think whatever they wish.
I will admit Zander and Ares are rubbing on me.
Could be the satisfied pussy talking, but they don’t seem to have completely ill intentions for me. Are their lives just as fucked up as mine? Honestly, maybe. However, with enough opportunity and a bit of effort, I could potentially get them on my side.
Domino, my lovely bully who only wants blowjobs from me,is going to be the bane of my existence. I can just feel it in my bones, and I’ve always trusted my instincts.
“After last night and during breakfast, I’d say she has really good stamina to be taking a power nap,” Zander cheers with a sense of pride in his voice.
It’s hard not to smirk at his response, but I feel his fingers continue playing with my hair. He likes to do that, it seems. Whether he’s conscious about it or not, his hands don’t like to stay still for too long. Always need to be distracted from doing something.That, and he enjoys cuddling.
A first, I’ll admit.
I’d assumed I hate being captured by the opposite sex, but maybe it’s more of a trust issue, if anything. It feels no different to my current predicament.
Napping against Zander’s shoulders like he can’t stab me with that knife he carries in his left pocket is the perfect example of trusting your enemy enough that you’ll survive point A to point B.
Only for Zander, though.
Maybe Ares, but I’d need to know a little more about him.Have an oath of loyalty, similar to my Masked Lover.
Zander, the Ruthless King, versus Zayn, the Master Lover.
What would be my ultimatum when it comes to Ares?
“From now on, we’re only EATING FOOD at the table,” Domino emphasizes with obvious frustration. “Fucking hell. This traffic is stupid.”
“Now, now. Don’t be mad you didn’t get a taste of her pussy juices on your lips, Dom,” Zander teases with a sly chuckle. “If you got a drop of her sweetness, you’d be in the best mood to attend our first set of classes at L.R.U.”
“She is actually sweet,” Ares mutters, the comment making Domino grumble something in Russian.
“Before we poke the beast into a tantrum, are we going to review the contract?” Zander offers in curiosity.
“Sweet Canary is sleeping,” Ares reminds.
“Does it matter? I already got her to sign it and submit it to your stuck-up father’s desk, so she doesn’t have to listen to what she signed up for.”
“Did she go through it?” Ares asks.
“We went through it,” Zander declares
“You can’t read shit,” Domino mutters.
