There was a resounding sound in the distance, a roaring so loud it could wake the dead. A chilling draft came along with it and a dash of tanginess.Alice opened her eyes. A body of water greeted her. It was a bay. With a dazzling blue flow, a slight silvery-green undertone given by the risen sun. The giant boulder slopes that caved it in were nicked in the middle by a gentle shore. The white foam of the waves rolled steadily on the water’s surface before tumbling on the sand and sinking into its diamond mesh.Last night she wondered what was behind those curtains, now she knew. But they were closed last night, and tied, was Callum in this room? Did he open them? Was he watching her sleep?She looked around the room, it was huge. Before now, she was too blistered with pain to even fathom the luxury that surrounded her. But what she knew was that this place and everything in it was just too ridiculous. A CIA agent does not make that much to supply all of this.He must be up to some sha
Whenever she closed her eyes she could still feel his body on her, and a lingering whisper of his breath on the side of her face. She understood that he was a man, she loved it even. Snippets of the first time she had to seduce a man flashed through her mind. Lilith had forced on a tight leather dress on her and dabbed her face with makeup. “Your body,” Lilith had whispered when she powdered Alice’s face, “is your deadliest weapon, it would be a shame not to use it.” Her nineteen-year-old self would just nod. At the time, guns, knives, and incognito missions were her niche, she was quivering in her feet at just the thought of a man touching her hand but she knew men in that line of work would want to do more than touching. Lilith taught her that not all jobs could be done with guns blazing, some needed a more a delicate approach. Use your body in such a way that you don’t need sex to get what you want, she was often told. After that day, she mastered the art of her body, earning nods
Callum~It took Callum ten minutes to get Alice’s wounds cleaned and honestly, it was the most excruciating ten minutes of his life. She said nothing. He said nothing. Her face gave nothing away, he couldn't tell if she hated him for breaking their kiss or if she was thinking about her nearest route of escape. It was more leaning towards the latter. Because when he was done, she sauntered to her room and the door had been closed ever since. He contemplated checking on her but he didn’t. Fuck!He shouldn't have done that. She was a victim, pulled into something his niece was stupid enough to be a part of. She was shot, she was hurt. She needed protection, his protection. Not his constant lusting and prying eyes. Not him thinking about fucking her every time she even breathe. The army trained him to have control, and grit, in every situation. Where was his control? He just couldn't keep his hands to himself. But she seemed to want him too. The moisture between her legs was clear. She w
Alice touched the pad Callum taped to her stomach. The stabbing pain began seeping in, it was like a million bullet ants gnawing into her skin. It was strange how she felt nothing when he was near her and now, with him gone every sore part of her body made itself known.Her finger brushed on her lips. They were still swollen from his touch. As much as she hated to admit it, this man could careen anyone to their knees. He was powerful. He could suck the air out of a woman if she wasn’t careful and the part that hurt the most is that he wasn’t even trying. She couldn’t lie still so she abandoned the bedroom and took residency in the living room. His departure left another strange ache in her stomach. Was it anxiety? It could be. He hadn't left the house since they got there, well not to her knowledge at least. Maybe because he left so suddenly…. he must be up to something. She concluded. But it didn’t matter, he could stay as long as he wanted, it gave her some time to look around prope
Alice stumbled in the living room almost unconsciously. The good thing was that she wasn’t bleeding anymore nor was she feelng pain. Her feet were so weak, it was a miracle she didn't end up in a ditch somewhere.And there was none else to blame but herself. The right dosage of a sedative like laxx could do wonders, an inch above that and your limbs melt along with the urge to fuck anything that moved!She rummaged through Callum’s liquor cabinet and found a bottle of vodka. Her throat burned as she swallowed the white liquid. She already down three shots, hoping it would relieve the tension clamoring in her body. But the waves of heat it brought were almost suffocating. Fuck! It was hotter than six shades of hell in there. The layers of cotton were like a weighted blanket, trapping the heat. As she fell on her back, she dragged her clothes off piece by piece, pasted to the matted floor. Her nipples were puckered and tight, they felt like a rock that was bared to the ocean’s waves, w
Calum~ Callum got to the scene James had described to him pretty quickly. And the drive from the house to the city did nothing to calm him. The cocktail of blood mixed with hormones still fizzed in his veins. His hard-on was restrained against the fabric of his jeans. The erotic image of Alice touching herself burned in him, the way her body was on display, the wetness between her legs mixed with the light that made her glisten, he tried to leave before she spotted him. But it was when she screamed his name, as she came, that was what did him in. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. His dick was so hard it was almost unbearable. Was it possible to be this damn horny? He shifted himself in a more comfortable position, once he was out of his car if that was even likely. Shit! This was the first time in months that someone had his heart pumping like this, only for this case to interrupt him. The universe and its cruel tricks, always trying to tear him a new one. The house was surr
She woke at midnight again, sleep was next to impossible when her skin felt like it was melting off her bones.When her eyes opened, her body was still taut, no matter what she did last night, the electrifying feeling of need that Callum left her with didn't subside. He didn't offer any explanation of where he was going or what happened. Hell, she didn’t even know if he got back. She had to force herself back to sleep in the big empty house, still wet and tremoring. Sleep had finally taken reign but she woke up again at dawn, her appetite was longer on sex but filling the insatiable hole in her stomach. It was a lifelong habit to starve herself and not even realize it, so it wasn't a shock to her.Alice scrambled into the kitchen to find something to eat. She dug through the flat panel cabinets, there was nothing but meat sauces and other canned goods in there. That meant she really had to cook, she never had to cook at the Caroni mansion before, one of the chefs would have done that
A gloomy darkness overcast the room, it was nightfall when Alice got up again. She had no idea when she fell asleep, it was only fair for her body to take back the rest that was stolen from her last night. And she couldn't feel more energized. The television was off, she pushed herself up to a sitting position, and waited for the freezing autumn temperature to attack her skin, but it didn't; a duvet covered the bottom half of her body. It was fluffy and cotton, no wonder her sleep felt so comfortable.So that wasn't a dream, after all. Callum really did come to her last night. She peeled the covers off, her head instinctively turned to his room. His door was locked and there was no light coming from under the door, which meant he was either asleep or wasn't there.Then she heard the sound of music coming from above, it was muffled by the distance but it was still loud. She grunted. Growing up in the Caroni household forced her to like silence, Lionel always told her that noise was a di