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She deserved better?
Better than him?
How was that humanely possible?
Initially, that sentence had been met with rage.
Even now as he recalled that certain discussion, Michele couldn't help but scowl. But as he dwelled on Assisi's advice to his pet, he realized hehadbeen awful to her—at least in that department. He'd been selfish, and quite honestly, uncaring.
As long as she'd opened her mouth or legs for him, he hadn't given much thought if it was something that she was into, or deriving any pleasure from.
Retrospectively, he could see the signs of distress every time they were about to get down to business. In the past, he'd mistakenly attributed that to maidenly fear and an intrinsic shame of sex that he'd thought came from her sheltered upbringing.
In his own memory and despite the fact that they'd fucked countless times, he could only think of one time when it had been good—the best it had ever been.
The night after the massacre at Cooke's house.
At least then, he would have assumed she'd enjoyed the act—had even said so herself.
But her confession that it had been bad for her at all times made him reconsider. Especially since the last time they'd been intimate he'd ended up being a brute and hurting her even more.
Maybe that was the key to getting her back? Showing her that it could be good between them. That there was pleasure to be had—and not only onhispart.
The only issue? He had no fucking clue how to go about that.
He didn't know how to treat women and had no experience to speak of that might guide him other than a basic knowledge of anatomy.
But the moment the idea took root in his mind, he took it as a personal challenge.
He'd seduced her romantically once and as a result she'd been willing to do something she didn't enjoy for him. Now, he just had to go the other way—seduce her sexually and the romantic side would soon follow.
Pleased with himself, he redirected his focus to the building though there was still quite some time until his pet was done with her classes.
Suddenly, however, the door to the brownstone opened, and there she was.
Dressed in a dark baggy dress, she shrugged her backpack over her shoulder as she hurried down the street, a sweet smile on her face.
Michele narrowed his eyes.
What was she up to?
Michele jumped out of his car, following closely behind.
The fact that she was without her guards—without any protection—told Michele that she was likely skipping class.
Immediately he thought of the worst scenario.
Was she… Was she meeting someone?
A red haze descended upon him. His steps became harder as he strode after her, ready to confront whoever she was meeting with.
His pet seemed in her own world, barely acknowledging what was happening around her.
That piqued Michele's curiosity even more.
At the end of the block, she turned to the right, heading for the park. Faithfully behind her, Michele slowed down his steps so he wouldn't startle her. And when she took a seat on a bench, he did the same, finding one that afforded him a good view of her while keeping himself incognito—at least for now.
Watching her closely, he noted her fumble with her backpack, removing the tablet he'd gifted her. All the while she had a wistful smile on her face—one that simply mesmerized Michele.
