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“You are being pigheaded and ridiculous.”
“Sophia, don’t. You brought this woman into my sphere, and now I have to make every assurance that she isn’t out to worm her way into my life to kill me.”
“Paranoid, much?”
Spinning to her, I see her eyes narrow.
“Sorry,” she says. “That was uncalled for. I know, Gideon, I know. But you have to trust me.”
“You know I normally would, Sophia, but there’s something about this entire situation that doesn’t sit right with me.”
“You mean me leaving?”
“It’s part of it.”
“It’s temporary, and I need to make sure you are looked after while I’m gone.”
“It’s all very sudden.”
“Not really. Not for me.”
“You really trust this guy?”
She sighs. “This is the crux of your issue here, Gideon. Not poor Isla, but the man in my life.”
“One and the same when it comes to not knowing fuck all about either of them until yesterday.”
“Fair point. Perhaps I should’ve eased you into this with more finesse.”
“You are eager to leave me.”
“Not you.”
We lock gazes.
“Do your little checks, Gideon. You will find her as perfect as I do.”
“And him?”
“You won’t find him.”
“Wanna bet.”
“A million quid?”
Snorting with scorn, I shake my head. “Have your secrets, Sophia, but keep them away from me and this place.”
“Always.”
“And if you get abducted and killed by this stranger, then know I will avenge your death.”
She lets out a peal of laughter. “Oh, thanks. I appreciate it, you dick.”
Smirking, I let her go, thinking this is over. It’s not. I will find out who that man is if it costs me everything. But my guess is time is running out. I have someone else on this case so Jones could concentrate on the girl. Viktor and Francesca Di’Castello won’t let me down. As far as hierarchical tiers go, they are just under me. They are two of only five people who know my identity.
Following Sophia out of the poolroom, I head upstairs to my bedroom and flick the TV on. Seventy-five inches of porn appears on the screen, and I sit on the bed to stare at it, feeling my cock grow hard. The act of voyeurism gets me off, and right now, I could do with a release. Dipping my hand into my shorts, I pull out my cock and stroke it, eyes riveted to the pussy already full of cum on the TV. She reverse cowgirls her lover, slamming down on his large dick, making my cock stiffer. I pump more vigorously, feeling my blood heat up. I need this. I need more. I miss sex and sinking my cock into a hot, wet pussy. Groaning, I tug furiously, and at the same time as I see her pussy clench his dick when she orgasms, I spurt out my cum with a low grunt of satisfaction.
“Perfect,” I murmur, taking the towel to clean up before I rise and open the balcony doors to let the freezing cold, damp air in. “Just perfect.”
