Vitus and Leila

Chapter fifteen: Room tour

Leila was woken up by a knock on the door, "Leila?" Sally asked from the other side of the door, "can I come in?" Leila's back hurt from sleeping curled up on the bed, she stretched and tidied herself a little "yes, come in" she answered.

Sally came in quietly closing the door behind her, "Vitus said he hadn't finished your room tour yesterday and asked me to complete it."

Leila nodded, Sally was right, she didn't know what was behind the door opposite the bed. She got up and walked over to the door, "what's in here?" She asked and pushed open the door gently, "Vitus guessed you were a size 8. He rang us when he was on his way to you yesterday, we didn't have much time, we can go shopping and get you some other clothes if you don't like these. Arianne tried to go by what Vitus said and stick to mainly tshirts and jeans.." Sally trailes off and looked at Leila who was aghast in the doorway of the room which had been filled with clothes and shoes.

Leila had never been into dressing up, but she felt very relieved that she didn't have to spend another day in her dirty clothes.

"Thank you" Leila breathed "these are wonderful." She said stroking over the different clothes.

"Arianne will be so glad you like them" Sally smiled.

"Who's Arianne?"

"Oh of course, Arianne, does all the clothes shopping, event wear planning, make up and so on and so forth for us ladies of the club"

Leila laughed.

"What's so funny?" Sally asked.

"Ladies of the club, sounds like a country club and untill now I didn't even know that I was a 'lady of the club'." Leila joked.

"Oh you're not just any lady, you're THE lady of the club" Sally replied seriously

"What do you mean?" Leila looked confused.

"Oh come on Leila, you're a clever girl, you muat know that Vitus has a soft spot for you!" Sally remarked.

Leila blushed.

Then she frowned.

Sally softened her tone "you're the first woman he's ever brought here, you know, I've known Vitus for such a long time, this is the club's hiding place, he would never endanger his club for anyone, he must really trust you."

Leila looked towards her feet "he doesn't act like he likes me" she muttered at the ground.

"Leila, Vitus doesn't normally do girlfriends. It might seem to you like he is strong and powerful and knows what he's doing, but right now, your the one who has all the power in the world over him. No doubt that scares him." Sally finished.

"Next room" she cheered and clapped her hands.

She opened the next door, inside was a small bathroom with a toilet, a sink, a shower and a seperate bath tub.

Leila smiled, maybe she could think of this like a small holiday after all.

Sally opened the cabinet over the sink and gave Leila a toothbrush, Leila caught sight of herself in the mirror. Her hair looked like a bird's nest, the small amount of mascara she wore daily, had run down her cheeks and she had a red mark on her forhead from lying on her hand.

Sally saw Leila looking and chuckled, "I'm guessing you would like to have a shower and freshen up a little?" She asked Leila.

Leila nodded "yes please."

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The water cascaded down over Vitus' muscular body, whilst washing himself, all he could think about was Leila. No wonder, his manhood had been standing upright for such a long time. Vitus' gave up trying fight his urge and gave into it, he clasped his right hand around his strong member and rubbed it gently, getting faster and faster by the minute. "Mmhh Leila" he groaned whilst imagining himself pounding into her petite body. He came quickly and washed himself off, turned the shower off and wrapped a towel around himself.

I really need to get a grip, he thought, I can't be distracted by that little lady all the time, women have never led me anywhere worth while, why should this one be any different?! He asked himself.

A picture of Leila bandaging him up when she met him the first time, shot into his head. Vitus shook his head, she was different and he knew it.

And it scared him like h*ll.