What I need to do?
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“You need to do nothing. Just relax. Okay,” he said with a grim face and not wanting to see any more of her reckless behavior.
Not doing anything. Oh, angels of Unix! This man is a pure gold spirit. But he needs to understand that he will go beggar and his children...
“No. no, this cannot happen, you children,” I resisted his demand.
“Nothing will happen to our children,” he said, rubbing his forehead.
His children.
That sounds so good. So nice to hear.
He never thought of the children in any manner, earlier. Kids mean havoc in the house. He doesn’t particularly hate them, but he sees no idea of loving them either. But thinking about the lady who is sitting in front of him, swollen with his child, seemed epic.
He can imagine her, in his white shirt with a round belly, barefoot, walking in his house. He smirked to his image.
I will be just sitting and gawking at her sweet ass, he thought.
‘Our children's’, Donna was happy how he cared for her. He does not even discriminate that she is just a stranger who had come in his life a moment ago.
I cannot possibly misuse this person, she thought.
“I am going to work,” she said, in a dedicated manner.
Damien's eyes moved to the little figure. Dammit! This girl has made me a real pain in the head, in just a few minutes. His eyes moved to her lips, which were moving in a ‘calling him’ manner; He licked his.
I am going to f**k bite those lips and give her mouth a pretty good job to do; he murmured.
“What?” Donna asked, seeing his lips moving but not able to catch the words.
“Okay. You are my private maid” he said with a pretty planned thought in mind.
She nodded, “what I will be doing?”
Pleasing me, he said shamelessly.
“How?” she responded.
He moved his head into the side.
Does she really not act too much of innocent to digest? Could this be her job? And if this is, she really going to pay as she had just made the mistake to enter the devil's den.
She will be my captive for her life and will regret her decision to coming my way. I’ll cage her and will her the life out of her, he smirked to himself.
“What I need to do?” she asked again,
“Whatever, I will tell you,” he said.
She again nodded her head in approval.
“For now, come sit on my lap”,
“Is this a job?” she asked.
“Yes. Really important at that, all of them cannot do it,” he said smirking.
I had to do this right if it’s a job for a few people. I must not let him down. Donna mumbled to herself.
She sat on her lap, and after a few seconds passed she looked at him, “Now, what?”
“Nothing,” he said and shrugged his shoulders.
Her scent is intoxicating him. How much he wants to think that she is a fraud or a spy or even a hooker, but his mind or say heart cannot bring him to that fact. When she came near him, he forgets what he wants and what he thinks. Only his devils inside him want to capture the innocence in front of him and corrupt that.
He inhales the scent of her and draws a circle on her thighs. With each circle, he reduces the distance between his distance between her thigh and her flower. He was close to touch her unwrapped p***y and get to taste the bliss, but she interrupted, stood up.
This made him out of the trance and angry. On one hand, he was angry that she rejected him, rejected by her touch, her essence, and on the other hand, he thought his mind was right all along.
I knew she was acting to that pure. All that was a drama, nothing else.
Just an outstanding drama.
He looked in her eyes to his confusion yet shocked.
Why the f**k, she is crying, now?
“You don’t think I deserve a job. I am not capable of doing a thing. You think I am useless too. Is not it?” she said crying.
His eyes stacked out.
‘She is crying for this? and Useless too? What does she mean by that?’ but that is a question of other time? He breathed out and in, “okay. You want serious work?”
She nodded.
“You won’t back out?” he asked.
She nodded negatively.
“Positive?”
She nodded again.
“Okay, then draw me a bath.”
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