The Drazen World: Irrelevant (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Allyn Lesley

Author:Allyn Lesley [Lesley, Allyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01J6PU99G
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2016-07-25T23:00:00+00:00

Eight

Drazen’s early morning return marked a change. Later that day, I was moved out of the mansion and into a homey two-bedroom cottage behind it. Since then, his days are spent running his company, and he ends his nights in bed with me. He’s a demanding lover, but surprisingly, so am I. Every place on my body has been thoroughly introduced to his thick cock, lean fingers, clever tongue, and the wicked toys he purchases.

“Where were we?”

Lying on top of him, I listen to the calm beating of his heart, blissed out from our frenzied love making minutes ago, so it takes a while for his question to register. In our month together, I’ve learned very few things about Drazen besides the bits and pieces of a story that I’m still trying to wrap my head around.

“Are you awake?” He shakes me, and my eyes pop open.

“I’m groggy, but I’m up,” I tell him, shaking my head at his wide grin. One of my hands goes up to my new favorite place on his body—the short copper stubble covering his square jaw.

“I’d apologize for tiring you out, but that’d be a lie,” he says low, stealing a kiss. “Now where were we?”

This story is sad and borders on depressing. He’s skipped over the “once upon a time” bit that tells me I’ll hear a “happily ever after” kind of story, jumping straight into the action about an orphan boy whose parents died when he was six. “The aunt was a maid working for one of the town’s wealthiest families,” I remind him.

“One day the boy with no name—”

“Why doesn’t he have a name?” Everyone has a name. It’s right there on the birth certificate. It’s the same question I asked when he shared the story the night of my twenty-third birthday two weeks ago.

“He just doesn’t. Now, stop interrupting. The aunt’s employer didn’t have the same level of wealth they were known for by the time the boy began to work as a stable hand for them.”

“How old was he then?” He’d already lost his parents by the age of six, being the sole survivor of a horrific car crash, and upon his release from the hospital, he was living with an aunt he didn’t know.

“He was thirteen. His aunt said he was a man and couldn’t be a burden to her any longer. For two years, the poor schmuck was getting robbed though.”

I stop stroking his jaw, rising up at the new turn of events. “Robbed?” I mean how much could happen to one little boy? “That sucks.”

“It did. The aunt drank vodka like it was water, and the boy’s small earnings paid for every bottle she guzzled on the weekends. But the real robbery was that the family’s older daughter had stolen the boy’s heart.”

“That’s sweet. He found love.” We’re both sitting upright, but I’m angled toward him. Jonathan’s a handsome man, undoubtedly. I’ve yet to see him in a suit that doesn’t accentuate his broad shoulders and long legs.

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