Chapter Twenty-seven

Dacre

I had spent the night restlessly, too worked up to even sleep.

Clarissa, his father, the offer, the council head’s demands, my father’s reputation, and everything else was making me feel too worked up.

I studiously ignored how she had tensed under my touch and how she had readily agreed to our arrangement.

That girl was a secret I was going to unravel, one piece at a time…with my hands, tongue, and my long hard dick.

The clock had ticked on through the night, a companion to my thoughts that were brewing in my head nonstop.

Darkness had been replaced by the first rays of sun that were peeking through the white clouds. I sprang up from my bed at the crack of the dawn and headed straight toward the bathroom.

It was not a big nor a lavish one, but I only needed hot water and soap. It had that so I let go of my old clothes by hanging them on a peg and turned on the shower. My face looked a bit haggard in the small square shaped mirror that hung on one of the side walls.

I wiped off t