M A R C O
Past
"I think she fell asleep, Sir," Della informed over the phone.
"Good."
Well, she had to.
Had I not worn her out, the little hellion would have tried another escape plan and effectively ruined my night's sleep. But more than her, I was pissed with Viktor.
Who the hell gave him the idea that I could be the baby-sitter-c*m-trainer for her?
I preferred dealing with petulant submissives, knowing I could redden their ass to my liking if they ever happen to annoy me.
But a rebellious teenager? Hell f*****g no.
One month, I reminded myself. Once the month would be up, and Aurora would be officially Viktor Romano's problem and not mine.
The only issue nagging my erratic mind was the fate she would incur after a month. Sure, I could take care of the assholes who tried to
