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“What’s this? What are you doing here? And what have you done to my niece?”

The older woman glared up at Brax , who was standing at ease in front of the bedroom door with his legs spread and his arms crossed over his chest. His cock was still throbbing from the way his new little Mistress had sucked him so eagerly, but he did his best to put that out of his mind.

“I’ve done nothing but guard her all night—which is exactly the purpose she bought me for,” he said, frowning. Though he had a feeling he was going to have a new purpose now—especially if Serenai had been serious about wanting more of his cream. Fuck , how had he gotten so lucky?

“I don’t believe you—you killed her, didn’t you?” Suddenly a snub-nosed blaster appeared in Aunt Nibblegrim’s hand.

Brax stood up straight, his eyes going wide as all lascivious thoughts were suddenly wiped from his mind.

“What the fuck makes you think that?” he demanded. “ She’s my Mistress — I wouldn’t harm her! Besides , she has the remote to my pain collar.”

“I don’t believe you—step aside!” she snapped, waving the blaster at his mid-section—which was about as high as she could reach.

“All right, all right—just don’t shoot! I swear I haven’t hurt her.”

Carefully, Brax opened the door and backed into the bedroom. He didn’t want to leave Serenai alone with her aunt when the old lady was armed like this. She had a crazy look in her faded eyes he didn’t trust.

“Aunt Nibblegrim ! What are you doing here? And why do you have a blaster?” Serenai’s dark eyes were wide and shocked. “ Put that down—you’re scaring me!”

“Serenai? Are you really all right?”

Brax thought the old lady sounded surprised…and maybe a touch disappointed? But that didn’t make any sense.

“I’m fine. Now please, put that thing away!” Serenai nodded at the blaster, which Aunt Nibblegrim was still waving around in a most alarming way.

“But…but you were here alone with this huge brute all night!” Aunt Nibblegrim almost sounded like she was complaining.

“Well yes, but I have the remote to his pain collar,” Serenai pointed out. She lifted the silver chain which was hanging around her neck and pointed to the black remote.

“I see. But …you’re saying he didn’t menace you at all? Not even once?” Aunt Nibblegrim sounded like she couldn’t believe it.

“Of course not. Brax has done nothing but guard me and keep me safe from the red-eyed monster thing!” Serenai exclaimed.

“The what now?” Her aunt’s eyes narrowed.

“Oh, there’s this…this thing. It has red eyes and I’ve been seeing it every night,” Serenai confessed.

“ I didn’t want to tell you before, because I was afraid you might think I was crazy or hallucinating.

But Brax saw it last night too—it does exist and it seems to be, I don’t know, haunting me for some reason. ”

“Yes, I fucking did,” Brax put in, backing his Mistress up. “ Bastard flew right past me.”

“Well, well—a red-eyed monster. You don’t say.” Aunt Nibblegrim looked oddly pleased for some reason. “ Yes , well that’s news, isn’t it?”

“It’s the reason I wanted to buy a bodyslave in the first place—to have a protector,” Serenai explained. “ Not just for status like other Mistresses ,” she added.

“Yes, well, it seems that’s working out well for you.” Her aunt nodded, as though she was satisfied about something—though Brax wasn’t sure what. “ Well , that’s all fine then,” she concluded.

“But…but don’t you care that I’m being stalked by this…this thing?” Serenai asked, clearly upset because Aunt Nibblegrim didn’t look a bit worried on her behalf.

“Oh yes—yes, of course, my dear!” Suddenly her aunt was all concerned and caring. “ In fact, I wonder—how many nights in a row have you seen this, er, red-eyed thing?” she asked.

“Three, no—four nights, counting last night,” Serenai said. “ Last night Brax chased it away from me and then stood guard outside my door all night to keep me safe,” she added.

Brax just hoped her aunt would believe her. He was fucking certain the old lady would be shocked if she knew what he and Serenai had really been up to.

“Well then, it seems you have the matter handled—as much as you can, anyway.” Aunt Nibblegrim shrugged. “ I ought to be on my way now. I have a meeting with Mistress Pigeonbottom for tea this afternoon and she gets so cross if I’m late.”

“Oh, well…all right.” Serenai looked deflated.

Brax frowned. He found it strange that her aunt seemed so disinterested in the menacing red-eyed thing that was after her. Aunt Nibblegrim wasn’t the most caring person, clearly, but at least she could be a little more concerned about her niece’s safety.

But clearly the old lady wasn’t.

“I’ll see you later, my dear!” she said and leaned over to give Serenai a quick, perfunctory kiss on the cheek before heading out the bedroom door. She completely ignored Brax as she walked right past him. It was as though she’d never accused him or threatened him with a blaster at all.

They heard the front door of the penthouse close and then they were alone again, just the two of them.