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Gabriel

Iwake before her, she is still in the same position as when she fell asleep, elated, exhausted and aching.

I’ve pulled a towel around my waist, and I’m sat in the chair next to the window looking out over the grounds.

It’s a cool and crisp morning, you can see the morning dew resting on the ground, with the sun slowly melting it away.

The woods in the background look peaceful and picturesque.

Calling Anders, I ask him to arrange some clothes to be sent here for the both of us, and as usual, he is already a step ahead of me informing me that they are at reception and a staff member will bring them up when I call down.

I ask him where he is, he’s back at The Sicuro investigating the whereabouts of James O’Connell, and that David is at The Manor with me for whatever is needed.

My call with Anders causes Kelcie to stir, I hang up, turn, and watch her as she stretches, sitting up and pulling the covers over her.

“Breakfast,”

I ask as she looks at me with a soft smile on her face.

She agrees with a smooth hum.

I call down to the reception requesting breakfast and my bag to be brought up.

As she climbs out of bed and walks to the bathroom, I notice the marks across her wrists and ankles, and the bruises on the back of her thighs where I gripped onto her have darkened in colour.

The corners of my lips raise, fuck this girl has no idea what she does to me.

As I watch her, she looks over her shoulder and returns a mischievous smile, my dick comes to life.

I stand dropping my towel ready to follow her into the bathroom and there is a knock on the door.

Fucking timing.

I pick the towel back up, wrapping it back around me, expecting a staff member with the food and my bag, but David is standing there.

“Boss.”

“This better be important”.

“O’Connell senior has been found.

Well, kind of.”

“What the fuck does that mean.”

I walk back into the suite and pull the door to the bathroom closed, not because I don’t want her to hear anything but because no one else gets to see her naked.

David waits at the door until I gesture for him to enter, closing it behind him as he does.

As much as The Manor is a respected place that people like me use, I still don’t talk in corridors where it could be overheard.

“It appears he fucked off to Greece, a boat he had bought was found drifting.

It looked as if there was a massacre in it.

His body hasn’t been found but it’s been confirmed as his blood.”

Pulling his phone from his pocket he shows me the pictures that he has managed to acquire.

The whole thing is covered in blood, so much so that it looks like someone was completely drained in it.

“Is Anders aware?”

“Sent the info as soon as I received it and came up here.”

“I’ll meet you downstairs shortly.”

“Boss.”

The breakfast turns up as David opens the door to leave, and I direct the waiter to place it on the table.

I realise I’m still standing in my towel and don’t have any cash to tip him, David still standing at the door, holds it open and clears his throat.

He’s gained the waiter’s attention and glances down at the cash he’s holding out.

Understanding the unspoken direction, he walks out taking the money and thanking him as he goes, with David follows behind.

Emerging from the bathroom, Kelcie has her body and hair wrapped up in towels.

“Foods here.

How are you feeling?”

“I’m good,”

the smile returns to her face, as she sits on the bed.

“Eat and get dressed, we need to get back to The Sicuro.

There are some fresh clothes for you in the bag.”

She does as I ask, as she gets up, she lets her towel fall from around her, her naked body making my dick revive.

She walks past me to the waiting food, slightly bending over to look over the table.

She’s teasing me, and it’s making me want to throw her on the bed.

Rubbing my hands down my face I groan, as much as I want to fuck her, things need to be dealt with.

I smack her ass just before I walk off to get showered, leaving her to eat.

Within the hour we are on our way to The Sicuro when she asks me what’s going to happen now, and I know she’s referring to what went down in the basement last night.

“I still need you to stay safe.

We know it’s O’Connell who orchestrated everything, and he’s not yet been located.

When his man doesn’t answer his calls, he will know something has gone down and he will become irate and slip up somewhere.”

“How do you know he will?”

“He’s not one to keep his emotions in check, lets them take over and he fucks up.

It won’t be the first time.”

“Could I at least come to The Sicuro for a change of scenery? I feel too confined in the house.”

Looking over at her, she has a devious small smirk on her lips and her eyes lustful.

“Yes, but either Anders or David may have to take you home later.”

“Ok Thank you.”

Her grin takes over her lips as if she has won a debate.

I have Anders scout outside The Sicuro before we pull up around the back to make sure no one sees Kelcie.

O’Connell thinks she’s dead and for now, I need to keep it that way, so he concentrates his efforts on me.

If his past attempts are anything to go by, I suspect it’s going to be trying to burn The Sicuro down which will fail considering how the place is built and protected.

It would be amusing watching him try.

Every possible attack was considered when the place was refurbished, from vandalism, arson, and a riot attack.

All windows are bullet and shatterproof, the fire safety system is the best there is and the ground floor doesn’t house anything other than a reception foyer for safety reasons.

In my office, Kelcie makes herself comfortable on the couch, her headphones in listening to a podcast, she seems content.

I look further into O’Connell’s boat, and something feels off, it was too much blood, and signing his business over, when did he do this? He was trying to sell it.

Anders comes in letting me know that everything was cleaned up and disposed of at The Manor appropriately.

He has the guy’s phone and is monitoring it waiting for any calls.

After a few hours of looking into O’Connell, I discovered that the boat wasn’t adrift and was anchored down in a spot where it would be easily found.

The boat, he bought a few weeks back, claiming it as a business expense, new set for productions.

He did in fact sign Pulse Entertainment over but not to his son, and only a day before the boat was found.

I discussed this with Anders and my thoughts that he isn’t dead but wanted to be perceived this way.

Hours pass as I try and find out more but fail, igniting my annoyance.

Kelcie fell asleep on the couch not long after she got settled and has been asleep since.

Her body clearly needed the rest after the last 24hours.

I received notification that the designer has completed the adaptations that Kelcie requested, and they need final sign off to start.

I walk over to the couch and gently wake her.

“The designer has the plans for you to review.

She will be at the house at 5pm, Anders will take you back.”

“Can you take me?”

“OK, I have some things to finish up, but I can do them back at the house.”

I’m sitting at the breakfast bar with my computer as Miss Burnett meets with Kelcie to go over the designs.

Kelcie is more confident in herself now, asking for minor alterations so that they match what she wants.

She has an air about herself, like something has changed in her and she now knows how strong she is.

“Thank you, Miss Burnett, when can I expect refurbishment to begin?”

“I can have it started on Wednesday, the expectation for completion will be by the end of the following week.”

“Great.

Let me show you out.”

As Kelcie stands, Miss Burnett follows.

“Oh, your apartment has now been completed and ready for occupancy.”

Kelcie stops and looks at Miss Burnett with confusion.

“Mr DeMarco authorised the refurbishment.

Due to the smoke damage, the works took longer than expected.

However, everything has been restored to the original state.”

Kelcie looks at me with a brow raised as Anders walks into the kitchen.

Noticing Kelcie glaring at me he escorts Miss Burnett out.

“You’re not sending Sarah back to the apartment, are you?”

The concern in her voice is causing it to break.

“No.

She is at my place.

It’s safe and monitored.

She has a nurse visit her daily and is recovering well.

Within the next month, she will be healed and on her way to her new life.”

“New life?”

“It’s best that we don’t know where Anders is dealing with it.

She will be set up with what she wants, away from her ex and The Sicuro.”

Her expression is pained, she wants to know more but is accepting that she won’t.

“Your apartment? I did think this house was rather large for just you.”

“Came with the job Baby.

I’ll get in touch with your landlord about handing the tenancy back.”

“What!”

Her shock is evident in her raised voice. “Why?”

“When Sarah leaves there will be no requirement for it.”

“But that’s my place.”

She tries to argue.

I have her here, and I’m keeping her here.

Even when this has all died down, she’s staying.

I stand, walk around to her and pull her close to me.

“Ok, let’s discuss this.

You give me a good reason why you need to keep it and I’ll give you my reasoning on why you don’t.”

She attempts to give solid evidence on why she should, that’s where she lives, she needs somewhere to go when I’m done with her, she worked hard for it, and it gives her some kind of independence.

All futile, my reasoning stronger, it’s been set alight so isn’t safe, O’Connell still hasn’t been located, when things have calmed down, she will have her independence back.

But most of all I will never be done with her, all I want is her, now, tomorrow, and always.

“I’m in a fixed contract for the tenancy.”

A small smile takes over her, thinking she has found a technicality.

I continued to inform her that when the police finally interviewed Sarah regarding the incident and asked where she, the registered tenant was, they were told that she had gone overseas a while ago and had not returned.

Since she hadn’t been reported as missing no further action was taken.

The landlord was notified of this by David and that the rental payments would no longer be continued after the end of the month and the tenancy voided.

“So, no matter what I said, you’ve made the decision already.”

She’s angry and I’m smiling.

I wrap my arms around her.

“Currently O’Connell thinks you’re dead, I need to keep it that way until he’s been taken care of.”

“Great so I’m still a prisoner in this house.”

“No, you’re staying home, safe.

In our home.”

I feel her body sag, and she lets out a deep breath.

“Plus, now you don’t need to pay rent you can replace the clothes you lost.

As much as I love you rocking around in an oversized tee, it’s not good for Anders and David’s hearts.”

She hums in agreement, knowing she is fighting a losing battle.

The next few days she tried to find some kind of routine to keep herself occupied, since the refurbishment was going on, she would keep an oversight of it all, even making slight adjustments when it wasn’t to her liking.

I think it gave her some level of control that she needed.

When it was finally completed, she added her final touches, specific bedding, art, and mood lighting.

She’s sat in the kitchen waiting for me, as I walk in, she’s in just an oversized tee with a glass of wine.

“The master suite is finished.”

She licks her bottom lip, and the lust in her eyes awakens.

“Then show me.”

I lift her, her legs wrapping around my hips, a sensation that I will never bore of.

Keeping her in my arms I carry her up to the room, reaching the door she releases her legs indicating to put her down.

I lower her making her brush against me, there is a glint in her eyes as she pushes the door, opening it wide.

There is a four-post bed as per my request, it has drapes that go from each top corner to the next with them draping around each of the posts.

I clock the fixtures on the posts that can have restraints clipped onto them.

The soft headboard has a rail slightly above it with the same fixtures.

The walls and ceiling are dark, almost black, and lights hang over the bedside tables providing a seductive glow.

She’s had the window altered, now a floor to ceiling with one-way glass allowing you to watch the sunset.

Sheer curtains are pulled open so as not to block the view and large thick curtains are tied back with the same tiebacks that I tied her up with in The Manor.

“You’ve done well.”

“That’s not all.

Check under the bed, at the top.”

Moving the drape with my foot, I see a fitted drawer attached to the underside.

I lean down opening it, an array of toys and leather restraints coming into view.

I look at her and she’s grinning.

“Thought we could use something other than your belt.”

Fuck she has made my dick hard.

“Well, we better test things out then.”

I reach into the drawer and pull out a leather restraint that wraps around both her wrists, at the end there is a solid metal clip that will clip onto any of the fixtures around the bed.

“Come here.”

I demand, she sits on the edge of the bed and holds out her wrists for me to tie them.

Pulling off her tee, freeing her tits, I can see her nipples already hard.

She is wearing a lace thong that sits perfectly over her hips, making her curves more prominent.

She returns her wrists back in front of her and I put them in the restraint, pulling it tight.

I pull her up bringing her chest into mine, controlling her by the restraint I move her to the bottom post, she goes to turn but I pull her hands up and clip the strap to the higher of the fixtures.

She’s stood with her back to the post, and arms restrained above her head waiting for me to do as I please with her.

I paw at her tits, pinching her nipples making her groan.

I remove my clothes leaving just my boxers on, my dick hard and pressing against them.

I look back into the drawer and notice a nipple clamp connected by a chain, I grab her nipple pinching it harder.

She tilts her head back moaning, I stroke her pussy over her thong, I can feel her wetness through it.

As I reach down and grab the nipple clamps, I collect a blindfold at the same time and place it over her eyes.

Her breathing deepens, her chest rising and falling presenting her nipples to me.

I take the nipple clamps into each hand, clipping them on each nipple simultaneously, causing her to release a loud moan.

“Kelcie, if you continue to moan like that, I’ll have to gag you.”

I tug lightly on the chain causing the clamps to pull on her nipples, her lips open but she takes a deep breath in to stop any noise coming out.

I slip my fingers into her thong rubbing her clit with the tips of my fingers, she bites her lip, breathing through her nose.

I push my fingers deep into her, her wet pussy letting them slip in and out causing her to arch her back, I lean down into her neck and run my tongue up it to her ear.

I continue to finger fuck her as I move my mouth to her lips, kissing her, she returns the kiss, passionate, hard.

I move away, she tries to follow but can’t, her body craving to be touched.

I take a toy from the drawer, a dildo, and brush it over her pussy, still protected by her thong, making her gasp.

She wants me in her, taking her until she reaches ecstasy, but I’m going to make her wait.

I go to my knees, putting the dildo within easy reach, I pull her thong down that’s soaked in her juices.

As she steps out of it, I take hold of her arse cheeks to keep her in place, running my tongue all the way up her pussy finishing by lightly sucking on her clit.

I continue working her with my tongue and grab the dildo and whilst sucking on her clit, I place it at her entrance and slowly push it in her.

She’s unable to remain quiet and moans my name, making my dick pulsate.

I work her faster with the dildo until she’s at her peak, removing it before she can come.

I stand removing my dick from my boxers pushing them down my legs, stepping forward I align my dick and push into her, making her return to the edge of orgasm quickly, I thrust into her hard, moving my hips back and forth, she explodes around me, her juices dripping around my dick.

I don’t stop continuing to fuck her, her body starts to shake, not letting up she remains at her peak and her pussy begins to clench around my cock again, I pull her legs up making me go deeper causing her to scream my name.

I unclip the restraint and her arms fall around my neck, I move her to the bed, continuing to thrust deep into her, her whole body shaking.

I’m about to come, I lean up and I slam into her one final time, as I come deep inside her I pull the chain on the nipple clamps, ripping them off, she comes again, giving a final groan. Her legs fall from around me, I watch her body as she lays in a state of ecstasy, one higher than she’s ever been in. Fuck I love this woman and her willingness to let me take what I need from her.

I pull out of her covered in her wetness, she lays still blindfolded, and wrists tied, exhausted.

I remove the blindfold and restraints, she smiles, her eyes pooled with pleasure.

I take her in my arms and walk through to the bathroom.

She had a large freestanding bath fitted in front of the window, one we could both easily fit in together.

I place her down and run it, adding a bath foam.

I kiss her before telling her to relax, I go downstairs and prepare some drinks.

When I get back, she is in the bath, eyes closed head rested on the edge, her hair clipped up, with some falling around her face.

The water and bubbles don’t completely cover her, letting me see her nipples poke through.

She isn’t expecting me to get in with her, I brush the side of her face with my knuckles.

She opens her eyes, I’m standing naked holding the glasses, I hold one out to her, and as she sits herself up to take it, I step into the bath, her lips curving into a smile.