Worth Any Price (Novella)

Chapter Two: My Anri

Cassian

"YOU TOOK too long into convincing her to live in the goddamned house."

Priya's hands shook in fear. "But, Sir. You gotta understand that people need to think about offers like this."

"The PR department company said that you negotiate well. They said you can convince anyone to do your bidding, why did it have a one day delay? I want my Anri here yesterday and she only arrived today." I slammed my fist on the kitchen counter. Priya was startled by the sound.

"She said yes to my offer last night. It would be weird to ask her to move in in the middle of the night, Mr. Markov."

I wanted to fire Priya because of the delay, but I can't. My Anri will be confused when Priya disappears. I still need Priya to act as the owner of the house who employed Anri as a caretaker.

Upstairs, I can hear my Anri's sweet voice echoing through the walls as she hummed her favorite song. She hums when she's happy. After gathering every piece of information about her, I feel at ease. And now that she's in our home, I feel elated. I've never known happiness as intense as this. It feels like my heart's about to burst.

I smiled.

Priya calmed also. Okay, she did a good job. I finally admit that to myself. She brought me my Anri so I won't be mad at her anymore.

I gave Priya the million-dollar cheque. She immediately grabbed it from my hand like a starving man.

I hear footsteps descending the staircase. Priya panicked that Anri might see me inside her house but I shook my head and gave her an 'I-can-handle-it' look. She just nodded in my direction.

"Priya, I saw the guest room and thank you for lending me your bookshelves and your spare laptop." My gorgeous Anri smiled from ear to ear and my heart did a somersault. Damn her for being so breathtakingly beautiful.

Her eyes landed on my person and she squinted her eyes. "You're the one who adopted Leah, right?"

Well, I guess she knew that know. Gossip really travels fast.

"Hi, I'm Cassian Markov. Priya's next door neighboor." I held out my hand, hoping that she'll accept it.

She just ignored my hand and smiled, her eyes sparkled as if she remembered something. "Nice to meet you, but I figured you're not comfortable with handshakes so you don't have to force yourself."

I kept myself from smirking. My Anri holds grudges. I made a mental note about that and swore to myself to not do anything to anger her.

"Anri, this is Cassian and you can trust him. Whenever you need anything immediately, you can always come to him for help."

Anri blushed as she looked at my biceps, then to my torso. I know the fire in her eyes just by looking at her that she wanted me. She's imaging things about me. Maybe she's thinking about knocking on my door and asking me to relieve her. To f**k her.

My c**k stirred inside my pants at the thought. My Anri wants me, too.

Priya managed to remove the lewd thoughts out of my head by saying, "I have a personal shopper and she stocks the fridge. You are free to get anything you want to eat. Tell her what you need and she'll give it to you."

Anri smiled. "Thank you, Priya. I think I'm okay now. You gave me a lot already. You even gave me your old dresses even though there are tags attached to it."

Priya smiled. "They're for you. Anyway, I have to go. I still need to pack for my flight." Priya looked at me. "Please visit Anri often to check if she's okay. Can you do that for me?"

I smiled. Whatever Priya is saying right now is all staged. I made her say those words so I will have an excuse to see my sweet firecracker.

"Of course, Priya. I will. Have a safe flight."

When she departed, a deafening silence is between me and Anri. I can tell that she's a bit intimidated by my presence.

I smiled at her. "Do you need anything? I heard you just moved here today."

She shook her head. "No, thanks. I'm done. I just need to a shower upstairs so..." She reluctantly turned her head towards the stairs. "I hope you have a nice day."

My c**k strained against the zipper of my pants when I noticed how perfectly round her breasts are against the thin material of her dress. Before I knew it, I was grabbing Anri's hand and pulling her to my chest. I inhaled her scent and a groan escaped from my throat.

I finally have her in my arms.

Holding her close feels like I can conquer anything. Touching her skin makes me feel so many different emotions all at once that my brain started to release firecrackers again. She does that. Only her.

She felt so warm and soft against me. Her small figure made me realize that I need to be gentle with her. By the time that she offers me her body, I might hurt her. She's so small and fragile and I have this urge to nestle my head against her neck. She smelled like lavenders and roses and it took every inch of my strength to finally pull away.

Her breathing hitched as soon as I looked into her eyes. Lifting my right hand, I cupped her face and made my thumb massage her lower lip. I have a copy of her diary. I know her dreams. She wanted to be kissed so bad that it feels like kisses weren't enough for her and she needed more from a man. She wanted to be kissed.

And she wants to be f****d.

She didn't know it yet but I can see through her. I can read her like an open book. I know that her p***y is aching to be f****d. I also know that she wanted to be f****d against the wall, among other dirty things she wrote in her diary.

"Cassian?" She whispered and my arms immediately lifted her so I could press her back against the wall, my groin is in between her parted thighs.

I can hear her wetness as I move my hips up and down. It seems like I'm f*****g her against the wall, and I know she loves it. Her bright green eyes is ignited with lust as she rubbed her p***y against my length. She moaned softly and hearing her sweet voice is more than enough for me to lose control. My lips sought hers as I humped against her p***y like how I would hump it when I'm inside her. Her legs shook and her moans became so loud that it echoed in the house.

"Cassian—oh my..." She whimpered as I continued to ravage her lips and hump against her p***y like a madman. "I'm c-cumming...oh!"

I felt her sweet cunt convulse against me and I continued dry-humping her; trying to lengthen her orgasm. She's so gorgeous in her passion. Her lips were still parted because of the earth-shattering orgasm I gave her so I used that opportunity to slide my tongue into her mouth and taste her sweetness. She moaned and tasted my mouth, too. I feel like I'm about to come so I bit her lip and braced for impact.

I never knew I could c*m when dry-humping someone. I feel like a horny teenager when Anri is concerned but I don't care. I just witnessed her orgasm and I'm aching to taste how sweet it is.

"T—This is wrong," she muttered under her heavy breathing. I shook my head and traced the strap of her dress before pulling it down. Her breast popped out of the dress and immediately, my mouth watered.

"Why are you not wearing a bra?" I hated this instant jealousy I feel when I thought of her wearing this while the movers helped her with her stuff. There's no way someone could miss these beautiful breasts.

I lowered my head and licked the tip and she moaned. "Cassian, we're not supposed to be doing this—oh, my. Ah..."

I suckled her breasts and paid attention to her n*****s. I know she likes the warmth of my mouth on her. I know she wants it. If I'm not a stranger, we would have been on her bed right now having s*x. But my sweet firecracker here needs to trust me first. I'm not going to speed things up for my libido's sake. When I finally take her, I want her trust. And judging our current position right now, I would say I'm beginning to earn it.

Anri grabbed the back of my hair and pulled me to her chest. "More..." And she started grinding her p***y against my c**k once again. I began to hump her and after a few movements, she's trembling in my arms.

"Oh, Cassian. f**k me."

I placed her on the kitchen counter and asked her to spread her legs. I want the taste of her come. I want to know if she's as sweet down there as she is when she smiles. I want a taste of her pulsating cunt. I want to think about her orgasm while I touch myself to the thoughts of her.

I ripped her panties from her p***y and it revealed me a gem. Her core pulsated and greeted me with the sight of cream and I spared no second into tasting her. She spread her legs as she leaned against the wall and let me f**k her with my tongue.

"Cassian, we're not supposed to be doing—oh, yes. Please. Hmmm..."

"Oh, my sweet Anri. You forget your morals when I tongue-f**k you. What more if I have my c**k in your p***y?"

"I—I want that—hmmm—God! Oh, God!" Her legs trembled as soon as my thumb found her c**t. She sobbed as she pushed my head to her p***y, riding my tongue until her orgasm faded.

I kissed her breasts and her limp body convulsed because of it. Her body's not yet done swimming in pleasure yet I introduce another one on her. I kissed her neck, then her lips, wanting her to taste how sweet she is. The word 'delicious' is an understatement for her. She tasted like heaven. I would gladly crawl from the depths of hell just to get a glimpse of her light, feel her warmth, taste her in all her glory.

This is fast and everything that I'd planned came crashing down as soon as I tasted her. This should be slow. I want to give her everything she dreamed of. But I'm selfish. I wanted her so much that my self-control cannot restrain what I wanted to do with her.

Anri will be the death of me. Anri will be my destruction.

Do I care about those? No, I don't. I don't care about anything except her. Nothing matters when the topic is her. My Anri.

"Come to my house, Anri. Tonight."

She nodded her head before collapsing it against shoulder.