“A week.” She raised her dark, perfectly shaped eyebrows.
“So, it was up to you…to come and see about me?” I frowned, feeling myself getting pissed off.
“Yes, and no. I’m Detavio’s assistant. I live here majority of the time, and also have to travel to meet his needs whenever and wherever…” She paused to lick her pretty pink lips that were plumped up from all the lip enhancer shots that I could tell she got on a regular.
“Mr. Decebal has a big red-carpet event in less than two weeks. He’s also a very busy man with lots of work on his hands. Schedules change daily. I was not able to come see about you sooner…I have to say, I’m a little disappointed in myself that I hadn’t.” She licked her lips again, seductively.
“Excuse me?” I asked, taken back by her bold choice of words.
“You heard me clearly, Angel. I’m not here to waste any type of time with you. You have questions that you want to ask me, and I have things that I have planned to come in here to do to you. It’s very clear to all of the women in this house that you are very special to Detavio. Soon, he’ll have you walking around here thinking that you’re better than us because you’ll be his special girl.” She chuckled coldly.
I remained silent as the wheels in my head started to turn. I only focused on one thing that she just mentioned and that was me being able to walk around his estate. Outside of this hell bound pit. With me outside of here, I’d be able to find a way to break free. I had to play my cards right and go along with all of the bullshit until I found a way out.
“People are worried about me…My bestfriend?—”
“She’s not worried about you. I’ve been responding to all of her text messages on behalf of you. If all of this goes well, I’ll have Mr. Decebal’s men bring in a tablet for you to watch movies on. If you think that you’ll be able to somehow call for help or do anything that can get one of your loved ones harmed, you better think again,” she warned.
I swallowed down hard, because that’s exactly what I was thinking about doing soon as she mentioned a tablet to me. I frowned and became a little pissed at Detavio’s narcistic behavior.
“I don’t need the tablet,” I stated firmly.
“I don’t know when he will be back to see about you. I know you’re bored, that’s why I got here as soon as I could.” Maylee offered me a confused look.
“A narcissist taking away my normalcy of having a phone to talk and watch movies…. then giving the shit back is nothing but a common manipulative tactic used to control their victims. Is that what he does to you women here? He creates a cycle of dependency and uncertainty. So you all can need him?” I shook my head.
“That’s not what he does at all. I’ve never gotten any of my shit taken away from me. This is my first time even seeing the inside of this place. I never even knew he had an underground bunker this damn nice.” She exclaimed as she gazed around the same place that I despised.
“You like being here?” I took in a deep breath after asking her the question.
“Like…I love being here. I’m close to being a millionaire if I stopped spending so much money on shopping.” She giggled.
“I also loved when I got to watch you through Detavio’s CCTV cameras…” She paused to unbutton her blazer.
“I’d be on my knees, trying to suck the soul out of his dick as I looked up at you on the screen playing in your pussy. It looks so delicious, so fat, and ripe. I want a taste, maybe then, I’ll understand why Detavio has grown obsessed with watching you.” Maylee’s voice was low and seductive.
“Watching me? You both watched me together?” I looked at her with wide eyes, feeling my face grow hot.
I got caught up staring at her smooth skin, I could see the edges of her knees beneath her skirt. Something was terribly wrong with me; her admittance made me wet. My clit throbbed with hunger as I looked at her through hazy lust written eyes.
“Are you bi?” Maylee smirked.
“I—I don’t know, why do you ask?” I swallowed down hard.
“You’re looking at me differently, I can see the hunger in your eyes.”
“I don’t want to be stuck in here.” I tried to change the subject.
“You won’t be for long, I promise. If you just play along, things will go by smoothly.” Her voice sounded promising.
“Besides…It’s not like you don’t want to.” Maylee stood up.
“Outside the door and wait.” She ordered the guards.
As they walked out, she took off her blazer. The creamy silk shirt exposed her bare shoulders and hard nipples. I got so caught up staring at her gum drop shaped nipples that I didn’t notice her crawling on the bed.What the fuck am I getting ready to do?I knew the answer to that, I wanted to be in denial to my own desires. I should have stopped her, but I didn’t. I let her snatch the covers back, her eyes shamelessly roamed up and down my naked body.
Maylee’s eyes burned with desire as I made a weak attempt to cover my breasts. She reached up and pushed my hand away, my flesh burned from her touch.
“Your fucking sexy, Angel.”