At His Desire: the Billionaire's Beck And Call, Part 7
“Drake’s dungeon and stretched my arms over my head, yawning peacefully. I could still feel where his hands had gripped my hips the night before, and traced the skin he’d touched with relish.
The sun was just coming up over the hill, the floor-to-ceiling windows tinting themselves to keep out the unwelcome light.
I sat up, realizing the other side of the bed was empty, the red sheets crumpled and cold. Where was Mr. Drake? I’d hoped to catch him sleeping just this once... to get a glimpse of him beside me, vulnerable and completely mine. To see him, just once, when he wasn’t in total control.
No such luck.
I should have known that a man like him always rises early.
I slipped a silk robe over my shoulders and padded down the hall to the stairway, hoping to find him at breakfast, but as I neared the second floor landing, raised voices met my ears. I stopped just shy of Mr. Drake’s study, hesitating in the shadows. The door was open just a crack, but the male voice floating through the do...orway was all too familiar.MoreLess
The sun was just coming up over the hill, the floor-to-ceiling windows tinting themselves to keep out the unwelcome light.
I sat up, realizing the other side of the bed was empty, the red sheets crumpled and cold. Where was Mr. Drake? I’d hoped to catch him sleeping just this once... to get a glimpse of him beside me, vulnerable and completely mine. To see him, just once, when he wasn’t in total control.
No such luck.
I should have known that a man like him always rises early.
I slipped a silk robe over my shoulders and padded down the hall to the stairway, hoping to find him at breakfast, but as I neared the second floor landing, raised voices met my ears. I stopped just shy of Mr. Drake’s study, hesitating in the shadows. The door was open just a crack, but the male voice floating through the do...orway was all too familiar.MoreLess
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