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"Something tells me you do listen, Teddy," I say to him, my eyebrow raised.
He shrugs and gives me an innocent smile.
"Thanks, Teddy," I say gratefully. "You're seriously the best."
He smiles, but his eyes betray his exhaustion. "I should probably go to bed. Had a tough night."
"Goodnight, Teddy," I reply, watching him leave the kitchen.
After finishing whatever I found in the fridge, I start to head back to my room. As I walk down the hallway, curiosity gnaws at me. What is Giovanni up to right now? My heart rate picks up, and a flush of arousal spreads through me as I tiptoe toward his room. The idea of catching him with another woman both disgusts and excites me. I try his door, and once again, it's open. Why doesn't he lock it? Does he not consider that someone might pose a threat in this mansion? He should never underestimate me.
A dark thought crosses my mind – the kitchen is full of knives, and his door remains unlocked at night. But no, that's not who I am. I won't resort to violence like that. I'll use my intelligence and cunning to escape this place.
I peek into his room and see him sitting on the bed, typing furiously on his laptop. He's wearing only boxers, his shirt discarded somewhere. His well-defined muscles ripple as he moves – his broad shoulders, strong arms, and chiseled chest all perfectly sculpted. I can't help but be drawn in, my body responding to his undeniable physical allure, even as his attitude irritates me beyond measure.
He closes his laptop, and I think for a moment that he might go to bed. Instead, he switches off the light and opens it back up. Soft sounds from videos begin to fill the room, and I watch as he starts to masturbate. His cock looks impressive, hard and erect in his hand. The sight stirs something deep within me, and despite myself, I grow even more aroused.
Unable to resist any longer, I slip my hands into my pants and beneath my panties, touching myself as I watch him. I close my eyes and imagine him on top of me, thrusting into me, filling me completely. How amazing would that feel? I bite my lip, wondering if I'll ever know such pleasure.
With a moan, I come just after he does, hating myself for getting off to his name. He seems to sense something outside, quickly cleaning himself up and heading for the door. Panicking, I hide behind a column, holding my breath as he scans the hallway. Seeing nothing amiss, he closes the door, the sound of the lock clicking echoing through the silence.
I waste no time in returning to my room, my emotions a whirlwind of anger, shame, and determination. No matter what it takes, I will find a way out of this gilded prison, and soon. I can't risk being around my captor for any longer, that much is clear.
ChapterTwelve
Isit behind the mahogany desk, my fingers interlaced as Victor details our latest real estate ventures. Midway through his sentence, a notification buzzes on my phone. I glance down, brow wrinkling at the sight of an unfamiliar alert. A security breach? That's never happened before.
"Victor, we're going to have to continue this meeting tomorrow," I say, my voice firm. He nods, a slight frown creasing his forehead as he stands and leaves the room without another word. The door clicks shut behind him, and I immediately turn to my computer, pulling up the history logs to investigate further.
My fingers fly across the keyboard as I trace the source of the breach attempt. It came from inside the office—an unsettling realization. When I find the identification code for the computer responsible, I sigh heavily and push away from my desk, heart pounding in my chest. Opening the office door, I'm greeted by the sight of Lulu sitting there, pretending innocence.
"Hey, Lulu. How's your day been?" I ask casually, watching as she quickly removes her hands from the keyboard. She tries to look at her screen, but I can see the tension in her shoulders.
"Fine, just fine," she replies, forcing a smile.
I raise an eyebrow and goad her further. "What's so interesting on your computer?"
"Nothing," she says, hastily attempting to switch off the monitor. But it's too late—I've seen enough. As I lean in close, her perfume envelops me, a seductive blend of jasmine, sandalwood, and something else... something uniquely Lulu. The scent stirs something within me; a sudden, primal urge to punish her for her transgressions.
"I know what you're trying to do, Lulu," I tell her, my voice low and dangerous. Her eyes widen.
"Whatever do you mean?" she asks, her voice trembling. I can't help but smirk.
"Don't play dumb. There's no way you're going to access my system files."
"System files? What are those?" She's still trying to act innocent, but I can see right through her. I force myself to stand up and back away from her, discreetly adjusting myself as the arousal threatens to overwhelm me. I need to regain control of the situation.
"Keep this up, and you'll lose today's point," I warn her. "Wouldn't that be a shame?"
"Ugh, this points system is stupid," Lulu groans, rolling her eyes. "I've never gotten any benefit out of it."
"Maybe that's because you've only been here for two days and had a literal meltdown on day one," I shoot back, my tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Maybe I only had a meltdown because you're a blazing inferno!" she retorts, her brown eyes flashing with anger. "Ever think about whether you're causing what you blame other people for?" Her words make me uncomfortable—I hadn't considered the possibility that I might be contributing to her behavior.
"Listen, just don't mess around with my systems, alright?" I warn her, trying to regain control of the conversation.
"Still don't know what you mean," she singsongs, her voice high and innocent. But I know better. I turn away and head back into my office, but not before catching her switching the monitor back on and pulling out her keyboard. It's clear scolding her won't work; she won't stop. So, I'll have to make sure things are solid from the inside.
