Chapter 114

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Alex always keeps his promises. He bent me over the table and the napkins I had embarrassingly spent a few minutes perfectly folding into fancy swans, and then he f**d me senselessly. I should care about Lana outside or someone else, but I didn’t really. He f**d me, telling me between thrusts that I was his, that I didn’t get to think about another guy, not in my dreams or nightmares or my lies, and then he finished inside me just like he had wanted to.

“You need to get me some lace panties,” I tell him breathlessly when we were both done and I was fixing my clothes, my appetite for dinner having suddenly grown tenfold.

“You could wear a potato sack and I would still f**k the living f**k out of you,” he promises, and hear rises to my

“They would make me feel s**y.”

“You are s**y. S**t woman I know.”

“In these grandma panties?” I kick the torn piece of fabric around.

“In whatever the hell you choose to wear.”

ch**ks.

“But… I want them,” I sheepishly accept, “Could you maybe send someone to my apartment and get mine for me?”

“You have s**y lingerie at your apartment?” He c o k s an eyebrow, his jaw clenching. “For what? I thought we established you don’t have a boyfriend.”

“I am sort of a lingerie **d**r,” I embarrassingly accept. “I used to buy lace lingerie whenever they were on sale. Just because.”

He purses his lips. “I’ll send someone over. Is there anything else you want from there?”

“No.” I shake my head. “I don’t have anything personal. Clothes, maybe. I guess me going there myself, accompanied with someone, and getting them, is off the table?”

He looks like he was thinking about it before he bites his lips. “That is off the table. But…”

“But?”

“I can take you out.”

My eyebrows furrow. “We just went out and visited your parents’ house. Do you have to go somewhere again for a few days?”

“No.” He shakes his head. “I meant we can go out.”

“For work?”

an exasperated breath.

ready at

can go

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we

taking you out on a

The realisation settles in. “You’re ordering me to come on a date with

“I asked,” he glares.

in ‘l-can-take-you-out’, it’s

He grits.

do you want to go

Alex, I would love to,” I

I got dressed in a black dress, the kind that was fitted till your chest and then flows free to fall around your legs, ending way above my knees. It had a bow behind to tighten the dress where my

in the wardrobe provided to me that fit perfectly and went well with the

purse.

and dark blue trousers,

was my biggest competitor for his attention it seemed- and his eyes casually trailed upwards, and

mouth opened, and then

I smiled coyly.

take his eyes

my lower lip. “Do I clean up

for take-outs.” He announced, gripping

leave my wrist, my eyes widen. “You’re not serious, are you? I am very excited for

“You look… ravishing.”

let you ravish me if I enjoy the

a promise,

once on the first day we met. “It’s a promise, Mr. Whitlock,” I smile, refusing to call

he reminds me as

15:15

Mon,

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to call you by

one is just for you and me to know.

all

voice. “Even the walls have

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