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Chapter Seven
Elias
Catching movement out of the corner of my eyes, I cut my attention over to where Zel has arrived on the rooftop for a romantic dinner.
Fuck, not only does she look stunning in the short, form-fitting yellow cocktail dress and nude pumps, but looks remarkable with her hair wound up high on her head, hiding the early morning shame she suffered.
That haunted me most of the afternoon for having to give.
My other dolls were always compliant with minimal pushback. As long as their dirty little habits were fed, they had no issue bending for mine.
Perhaps that’s the added appeal of Zel.
I have to work for this doll, and part of me actually enjoys it.
“Good evening, Zel.”
Her head tips up further, wordlessly acknowledging she heard me but doesn’t plan to say anything in return.
A grunted laugh escapes me prior to teasing, “It’s polite to say good evening, back.”
The fire I’m flashed instantly stirs my cock.
“You look beautiful,” I sincerely compliment on a small smile.
No rebuttal.
Her continued silent treatment isn’t shocking to say the least; however, it will be easily broken, just like she was last night.
My hand casually motions to the open space across from me. “Sit.”
She struts across the area allowing me a moment to admire her beautiful, toned legs in the evening light and relive how incredible they felt clamped around me less than twenty-four hours ago.
There’s no stopping my dick from swelling, and, given her attitude, letting her see the effect she has on me seems like something that will work for me rather than against me.
Zel steals a glimpse of my crotch, blushes, and busies herself with getting seated.
Once she is, I lean back in my chair, allowing my hard-on to remain displayed. “How was your day?”
My question still doesn’t receive a verbal response or even her gaze.
It hurts.
It hurts more than it damn well fucking should.
“Mine was quite busy,” I continue to speak in spite of her fidgeting with the cloth napkin. “Finalizing a couple new vacation locations for the company, getting Tomas out of jail,” her eyes shoot up to mine, “and getting his charges dropped were actually the easier portion of the day. Paying off your student loans, having them charge me for future semesters, arranging for your books to be ordered and hand delivered here, as well as setting you up an account in which I can easily transfer funds for all your future school needs, was a tad bit more time consuming.”
Zel’s mouth immediately plummets to the table.
“I was almost late for dinner,” my casual admission is followed by me gesturing towards the two bottles on the table. “Champagne or wine?”
She stutters, and I struggle not to smugly smile.
“Would you prefer something else? Perhaps a cocktail?”
“Why?”
“Because you did not seem interested in the first two choices I offered.”
