Calculated Seduction by Marie Jolie

Author:Marie Jolie [Jolie, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-17T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

I open my eyes to a dull sound that instantly attacks the walls of my dream. A key is turned in the lock. I fumble for the phone on the bedside table and check my watch: four in the morning.

There is a noise of footsteps, dull coughing, the sound of water turning on. David. Why did he come so late? Or, on the contrary, early? Is he drunk? I shudder at the last thought: I hate drunk people. They smell disgusting, get confused in words, and behave disgustingly. Mom rarely drank, but at such moments I could not stand her. She laughed unnaturally loudly, stretched out her words, and became sweet to the point of cloying. She called me fake "daughter" and constantly strove to touch my face and hair. I would have done it better when I was sober.

As the footsteps begin to approach, I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. David is in the bedroom, very close. He unfastens his belt, takes off his clothes. The back turns into a solid nerve when a mattress springs next to it. I involuntarily hold my breath. I don't want to have sex with a drunk.

In just a few seconds, I manage to convince myself that David will start pestering me, that I feel almost surprised when this does not happen. And I don't smell alcohol either - there is only a slight aroma of his “eau de toilette” hanging in the air.

Minute replaces another. Breathing behind my back slows down, becomes more even and measured. David is sleeping.

I no longer manage to fall into a deep sleep: I drift in a superficial doze for about a couple of hours, and finally, I decided to get up. Sitting quietly on the bed, I look around. David is still asleep. Even now, his features do not lose their rigidity: the vertical crease between his eyebrows has not disappeared anywhere, his lips are tightly compressed. Taking a moment, I examine it: a large tattoo with a Gothic pattern on the shoulder, a wide chest, crossed by an inscription in Latin, dark skin, and protruding veins on the arms. I saw such bodies only in pictures on the Internet: impressive and frightening so much that it is difficult to look away.

I tiptoe to the window and pull the curtains tighter so that perfect twilight reigns in the room. He came to sleep exactly here, to me, and I want to create ideal conditions for my being in this apartment to please him.

I grab the cream and toothbrush from the bathroom and quietly move to the back shower room. I thoroughly comb my hair and even think about putting on a little makeup - when he wakes up, I want to look especially beautiful. I give up cosmetics at the last moment, but not new underwear. It would be fair to let David see what his money was spent on.

After making sure that my appearance is satisfactory, I go to the kitchen and, after thinking, start making sandwiches.

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