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I find what she’s saying horribly offensive by my western sensibilities, but I also have trouble disagreeing with her when she’s speaking to me like she’s my mother. She can’t be that much older than me, perhaps ten years, but she’s acting like she gave birth to me.
I don’t know whether to be flattered that she cares or angry that she is so involved in my personal business.
But I can’t decide how to feel before she throws another banger of a line at me, nearly knocking me over onto the bed with her words. “Your pussy will be smelling like a rose garden when we’re done with you,” she says, rolling up her measuring tape.
“Um, I think I smell fine,” I reply softly.
“You will be an angel. Danya will not be able to keep his hands off you,” she says with a wink. “I will return in two days with the dress. I’m so happy for you!”
I try to smile with her, to share her excitement, but I’m so overwhelmed that all I can do is stare at her blankly until she leaves.
What the hell have I gotten myself into?!
9
Danya
Idon’t have time to enjoy dinner with Taylor before I’m on my nuclear submarine, 300 meters deep into the ocean in the direction of Antarctica. A plane would’ve been faster, but then I would be detectable. Every visit to my settlement must be hidden from the rest of the world.
At our rate of travel, it will take two days for me to reach the settlement, and that gives me just enough time to meet with Ivan, the head of the nuclear operations, and discuss our plans for the reactor we’re building there to power the new mine.
James believes the mine is in Russia, but it’s not. It’s in Antarctica, where mining is banned internationally.
Thankfully, our drilling is undetectable when using the right equipment, and when I have the uranium I need to power the nuclear reactor we’re building, we won’t have any issue harvesting the diamonds living 150 kilometers beneath the icy surface.
It’s not an easy project, but it will make me richer than a hundred of James combined, and the only key is Taylor.
She has no clue how much her pretty head is worth to me.
I pace the submarine as we cruise at maximum speed beneath the frigid blue Pacific Ocean. I can never sleep on the submarine, and it’s been even harder to close my eyes for more than an hour at a time when I’m so close to fulfilling the dream I’ve been working toward for fifteen years now.
Once I met James and discovered that he was a widower with just one daughter, everything fell into place. I knew I had to act, so I quickly came up with the idea to lie to him about the uranium mine, acting like he could have it just for his daughter’s hand in marriage.
I’m sure he thinks I’m seeking American citizenship and a pretty wife, but there’s much more to it than that. I’m going to take everything from him, like the bastard I am. Nobody will be able to stop me once vows are exchanged.
I think about Taylor constantly over the next 48 hours, and even as the submarine pulls into the hidden port in an ice cave off the coast of Antarctica, I can’t shake her innocent eyes from my head. I want her now, later, and all the time. I want to fuck her until my balls ache and there’s nothing left to dump inside her tight pussy.
But all thoughts of sex evaporate from my mind when I have to brave the frozen winds between the port and the bunker. I walk the entire way, as vehicles are forbidden this close to shore. A passing plane could see a snow tank plowing through the tundra if we weren’t careful, and I’m not taking risks this deep into my operation.
Ivan is waiting inside the bunker, already scrolling through his notes on a tablet as I shake the snow off my jacket and hang it up beside the door. The bunker is small, just enough for a few people to work inside on their computers, but nobody sleeps here. They must go to the settlement further mainland for that.
Ivan’s face is as rigid and unforgiving as the steel paneling of my submarine, but winters in the Antarctic will do that to a man. He never smiles, never even hints at having a single positive thought about the future, but he does a damn good job managing the construction of the nuclear reactor.
“No news is good news,” I say, smiling at him even though I know he’ll refuse to return my pleasantries.
“Then I have no news for you,” he replies with a straight face.
“Is that humor I’m hearing? I think that’s a first,” I say with a chuckle.
He taps his finger on his tablet. “Nuclear plans are no joking matter. I have news, but nothing that would be the cause for alarm. Things are ahead of schedule, and we haven’t had any accidents since Yavan was crushed by a crate of control rods.”
“Ah, yes, I heard about that. My condolences to his family.”
“He had none,” Ivan replies flatly, scrolling through his tablet. “There is one thing, though. I believe that we will need another few kilograms of water purifier due to a leakage from the eastern wing of the settlement. It’s not urgent, but it is something to take note of.”
“Right, I will be back in about a week with that,” I reply.
He raises an eyebrow, the only display of emotion I’ll probably ever get out of him. “It will not be needed for another month and a half.”
