MadisonTaking care of Victor has been interesting, to say the least. Also exhausting, which is why watching him snore next to me is making me drowsy too.Maybe I should lie down next to him and close my eyes for a bit. I earned it by giving him this nice, long massage.As I lie down next to Victor, I can feel his warmth and the rise and fall of his chest with each breath he takes. It's comforting in a way, knowing that he's sleeping soundly and that I'm right here next to him.I wrap my arms around him and slowly drift off to sleep.I don't know how long I've been asleep, but something stirs me awake, a strange sensation between my legs.I feel warm...wet...Am I dreaming about being underwater? Where is Victor?"Mmm..." a moan escapes my throat, and my eyes snap open. I look down and gasp as I see Victor's thick, black hair between my legs.Holy shit, is he eating me out right now?Victor looks up and smiles at me. "Good morning."My heart is pounding in my chest as I stare into his
Madison I stare at the necklace for a second longer before I put the box and necklace back where I found them. I’m sure there is a logical explanation for why Victor has them, but I won’t ask him about it. Things are good between me and Victor, and meh. Perhaps the antique necklace was in Gustaf’s car or something when they dumped him on the street? Or maybe, since the necklace is important to me, Stanley told Victor about it, and then he retrieved it for me as a surprise? Regardless, I’m sure Victor will explain it to me later whenever he chooses to reveal the necklace and give it back to me. I push my concern aside and eat a late lunch. At some point, Zarah calls me and asks if I can come and work at the restaurant since Frida called in sick. I agree with it since Victor is nowhere to be found and because I have a feeling Frida’s sudden fever has something to do with Stanley... I make it to the restaurant and work like an idiot through the rush hour. We call it that since it fe
Madison I step inside Victor’s office, uncertain where this meeting will lead or how I’m supposed to behave. It’s hard when your boss is also your boyfriend—Victor is sweet at home, but at work, he treats me just as another worker. “You made it,” Victor says from behind his desk. He looks down at his papers and slowly paddles back and forth in his chair without lifting his eyes to mine. “Strip.” I almost choke. “E-excuse me?” “You heard me,” he says in a low voice, his eyes still caught on a piece of paper. “Strip and take a seat on the chair in the corner. Leave nothing on.” My breath catches in my throat, but I quickly swallow it and grip my waitress outfit. My fingers are slightly trembling as I unbutton the blouse. It falls around my feet before I move on to remove my skirt, all while Victor isn’t even looking at me. His full attention is caught in the papers even as I’m naked and walking over to the chair in the corner of the room. It’s a red armchair hidden in a crook, an
VictorI watch Madison scramble out of the office and smile to myself as I admire her from behind.Fuck, what a beautiful ass she has. One day, I will eat that out. Not today, though. Today, I'm glad she decided to go back to work because I also have some work to do myself.After she closes the door behind her, I quickly take out my phone and dial Marco's number. As soon as he answers, I get straight to the point. "Hey, Marco. I need to talk to you about the exchange plan we've been working on.""Everything is going smoothly as far as I know," Marco says."Did you send Gary and Juno to meet with Alejandro Jimenez?""Yes, boss.""Make sure you have the sniper ready at the building behind them. I don't trust Alejandro one bit," I say grimly.Marco confirms the arrangements, and I nod in satisfaction. I can always rely on Marco. This whole plan has been risky from the start, but the potential payoff is too great to pass up. And now, with Alejandro involved, the stakes have become even hi
Madison "You heard that, right?" I look at Zarah in confusion. "Heard what?" "What our boss said!" Zarah's eyes are sparkling, and it makes me smile. "Yes, I heard, but so what?" "So what? It's a big deal, Madison. The boss is talking about getting you a special present. And it's not even your birthday. I mean, what does that even mean 'special' present? Don't tell me it's your code word for penis," Zarah says thoughtfully. I roll my eyes at Zarah's comment. "No, Zarah. Don't be disgusting," I say, giggling. I am thinking about the same thing as Zarah. What did Victor mean by the special present? "And by the way, who was that hottie sitting with Victor?" Zarah asks. I scowl. Oh god, no, don't tell me Zarah is also crushing on my brother now. "That was my brother, Stanley." "Your brother was here!?" I hear Frida cry out as she passes us with a tray full of appetizers. I watch her as she quickly sets it on the bar for the customer, then strolls back to us. "Yes, he stopped by
VictorGreat...now I have to plan a trip.I don't why I said that. The words slipped right out of my mouth when I saw her look pale and vulnerable. I told Stanley I was going to give Madison a present because I wanted to calm him down. Show him how much I care about her so he doesn't think I'm just playing around. Madison looks surprised at my sudden offer. "You don't have to do that," she says, her voice soft."I want to," I reply firmly. "You've been working hard, and you deserve a break. Let me take you somewhere nice for a few days."Madison looks down at her hands before meeting my gaze. "Okay," she says quietly, a small smile forming on her lips.I smile back. Maybe this trip will be a chance for us to get to know each other better and see where things go between us.And the best of all, I get to have her all to myself for two weeks straight."Where are we going?" Madison asks me. Her eyes are sparkling with interest."I haven't decided yet," I say. "But I promise it'll be some
Madison "Excuse me, ma'am, but I think you might be sitting in the wrong seat." I glance up at the flight attendant—a blonde lady with red-lipstick, strong rogue on her cheeks, and blonde hair put up in a neat bun. She is wearing high heels and a smile despite clearly thinking I'm sitting in the wrong seat. I smile right back at her. "No, this is definitely my seat." "Are you certain?" she asks. "Because this is a first-class seat reserved for Mr. Giovanni and his companion." Part of me wants to ask her why I couldn't be that companion. If she thinks I look cheap or something, but instead, I swallow back my bitterness. Going to Portugal will be a fun thing for me and Victor to do, and I won't let this flight attendant ruin this bubbly let's-go-see-places mood I'm in. I wet my lips and smile politely. "Yes, I'm that companion. This is my seat." The flight attendant crosses her arms and fixes me with an icy stare. Her voice is brimming with skepticism as she says, "Ma'am, I canno
MadisonAfter what feels like having spent half a lifetime on the plane, we are finally about to land. The flight attendant from earlier is collecting trash and looking so that every overhead bin is closed. When her eyes meet the ones belonging to Victor, I notice a rosy color spreads over her cheeks."Ah, Mr. Giovanni," she says. "I hope your time onboard has been pleasant. Are you headed to your summer house?"Wait. Summer house? What summer house? I had no idea Victor owned one of those in Portugal... And if he does, how come this lady knows about it? Shit. Don't tell me she is a former love interest or something. Have they slept together?Regardless of which, I glare at the bun-wearing woman, which Victor seems to find surprising. He lifts his eyebrows at me, gives me a weak smile, and then speaks to the flight attendant while keeping his eyes on me."You will have to excuse me, I can't say I remember who you are, but no, we aren't heading for my summer house. My girlfriend and I