Saving Aurora

Chapter 5

Dexter

Fuck! I believed Aurora would be less distracting and alluring if she covered up her stunning, trim little body. However, I want to throw her onto the bed and r**e her right now after seeing her sitting here in just my shirt. I’m not that much of an asshole, but my c**k might think that’s a great concept. I probably shouldn’t have f*****g touched her or forced her to strip in the first place. In order to prove my case, I had to confirm that they hadn’t hurt her and that her body hadn't sustained any long-term harm. It had come naturally to me to caress her sensitive skin and bring her to climax once I had her in my arms. I felt my heart lighten and my c**k ache as I saw her let go, accept the pleasure I could offer her, and forget about the outside world. I needed to see how she would react to my touch because I had already realized that she was drawn to me. Her orgasmic squeezing of my fingers with her wet cunt told me everything I needed to know. It would have never occurred to me that Aurora was a virgin. An absolute virgin. It still amazes me that no one has ever penetrated her, even though I’ve touched her barrier and put my fingers in her tight p***y. Miracle. Aurora’s innocence has me wanting to both corrupt and protect her in equal measure. Nothing is stopping me from doing both. She’s the type of woman I’ve been unknowingly searching for. Cultured. Intelligent. Untouched. It’s just my luck that I found her in a f*****g Hong Kong brothel. I now own her. And I defend what is rightfully mine. When I learn why Aurora was abducted, she will be brought here for the use of any man who is prepared to pay for her, as well as who will make the payment. How on earth did Aurora Stone and I wind up in a brothel in Hong Kong? It had been five years since I last saw her. Even though Aurora was still a teenager and developing her physique, I still thought she was gorgeous at the time. She is now an absolutely stunning woman with all the appropriate curves. Perhaps a bit too thin, but that won’t change anything with a few healthy meals, which I suspect she’s been receiving recently. It is clear that Aurora doesn’t remember me. Although, I doubt anyone made an impression on her at her father’s funeral. It was a cold and rainy October day, and I remember having to stand in the back of the overflowing church. Everyone had loved Arthur Stone. He was known not only for his shrewdness in business but also for his kindness to all those around him. It didn’t matter if you were the CEO of the company he was trying to overtake or the janitor who cleaned the offices at night; he treated everyone with the same respect and kindness. Stone was someone you wanted to emulate, someone to look up to. I can already tell his daughter has that same sweetness, buried beneath her fear and anxiety. Stone had been a wonderful mentor and friend to me throughout the brief time I knew him. If nothing else, I would defend his daughter for his benefit. How on earth did I get myself into this situation? I need some time to myself. I instruct Aurora, “Go into the bathroom and wipe that s**t off your face.” She is wearing enough makeup for a whole circus of clowns, just like the other women downstairs. The excessive makeup seems incredibly unappealing to me; it’s like they’re trying to cover up the ugly parts that I know Aurora doesn’t have. Aurora leaps to her feet and dashes into the restroom, crossing her arms over her chest. As I see my shirt and hers sway across the back of her thighs, I lose all focus. I pick up the phone once more when the door snaps shut and I hear water running.For security reasons, cell phones are not permitted on the property, so I reluctantly left mine with my helper, Trevor, at the hotel. I feel exposed and vulnerable without it now that I need it. What a mess that is. I ask the hotel operator for Suite 211, and then I hear the phone ring. I don’t waste time putting Trevor to work after he responds. “We have a problem, Trevor. Please take my phone and send Peter a text message. He is rummaging around the room, trying to find the device, and I can hear it. After a minute, he says, “I’m ready, sir. Tell me what it should say.” “I want some f*****g answers,” it should say. My hands are yearning to put them around Peter’s throat at the idea that he knew Aurora was present. My anger is subdued by visions of hanging him in mid-air while he struggles to breathe. “What else, sir?” I’m brought back to the present by Trevor’s voice. Indeed. Tell Sansbury by email that you would like a report on the feasibility of moving all of our operations to Ban and Sons. Even though Peter and I may wish to use Robert’s business for our new venture, I can still use them at Finch Distributing. To my surprise, I had a good time hanging out with Robert tonight. In all honesty, I can see why he comes here to be around women. I’m not an expert, but I doubt many women would find him attractive despite the fact that he’s a really nice guy who is overweight, sweaty, and has a receding hairline. Only mercenary women would pretend to be attracted to him at home, but here there is no pretence; these women are paid to please him and enjoy his company, regardless of whether they are attracted to him or not. I wonder if Robert has a frequent visitor rewards card and receives discounts? Someday, I bet he picks one of the women he enjoys the most and takes her home. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was the woman he was with tonight. He’ll marry her, treat her like a princess, and in exchange, she’ll happily suck his c**k, take it up the ass, and let him f**k her whenever he wants. Robert grew in my estimation when he noticed Lily, and even though he didn’t recognize her, he was concerned as to what a young American woman was doing here. I can now see why Peter recommended him as a possible business partner;He’s someone I could see doing business with, but only if it benefits my own interests.

“Then email Maul,” I direct Trevor, returning my focus to our conversation.

“Tell her I want her to figure out a way to halt all dealings with LDC Limited, as of yesterday.” I want nothing to do with a company whose CEO attempted to grope Aurora.

“Certainly sir, I’ll send Sansbury and Maul emails right away,” he promises.

“Will there be anything else?”

“Yes, I’ll be spending the night so … ”

“Sir, you’ve received a reply from Peter,” Trevor states surprised, interrupting me.

“What does it say?”

“It reads, Is she okay? Would you like me to answer him, sir?”

“Reply, yes, and then turn the f*****g phone off,” I tell him, seething with anger. Peter clearly knew she was here, and he should’ve f*****g come himself instead of sending a virtual stranger. It’s only by some miracle that Aurora hasn’t been harmed or traumatized more than she already is. He should have dropped everything, instead of sending me under false pretence’s. And without f*****g telling me what I was getting into. Nothing seems to add up, and I f*****g hate when things don’t balance out.

“Who does he mean, sir?” Trevor asks guardedly, ever the protective assistant and bodyguard.

“What has he gotten you into?”

“Peter’s cousin, Lily MacKay, is here and not of her own choosing,” I growl

tersely .

“I have no f*****g clue what’s going on, but I mean to find out and make them pay.”

“f**k!” comes Trevor’s clipped reply. “I’ll call Daniels and have him make some discreet inquiries about Miss MacKay, but I don’t think we should let anyone know where she is until we get a clearer picture of the situation.”

“I agree. Peter knew where she was and didn’t come himself, so there must be something we’re clueless about. I don’t like being kept in the dark.”

“I know, sir,” Trevor mutters somewhat distractedly, I know he’s already working on getting me some answers. It is what makes him such a valued employee and why I don’t mind paying him his exorbitant salary.

“Will there be anything else?”

“No. Just have everything packed up and be ready to leave when I’m dropped back off at the hotel tomorrow morning.” I’m still uncertain what my game plan is, aside from spending the evening exploring Aurora’s gorgeous and responsive body; making her forget everything that’s happened to her. Heaven.

Aurora obviously doesn’t have a passport or other clothes. She wouldn’t be allowed through customs without the former. It’s times like these that I kick myself for not splurging and purchasing my own private jet. Then I could’ve easily fabricated the manifest and smuggled her out of the country.

I’ll have to come up with a plan for getting her out of Hong Kong, one that doesn’t involve smuggling ourselves onto one of my container ships. One thing I know for sure is that when I leave tomorrow, I will be taking Lily with me. No matter what I have to do, or how much I have to spend. I’d have Trevor pick us up , but the truth is I don’t know where the f**k we are.

“I think it’s best, safer, to keep your identity a secret until you’re back here,”Trevor tells me, cutting through my busy mind. “Hopefully by then I’ll have some more information about what’s going on.”

I hang up the phone just as Aurora slowly makes her way out of the bathroom and resumes her seat at the table. The fact that she came out on her own volition tells me she’s not as afraid or repulsed by me as she’s trying to seem.

I’ll have to see what I can do to get her to relax more.

Another orgasm would probably help