Agatha finished her food and she went outside while Dmitri is washing the dishes. She glanced at him from the outside and since the whole rest house is made of glass and concrete, the whole length of the rest-house is almost glass. She could see him through the kitchen.

"Tsk. You can't get away from me." She muttered and after five minutes of standing and thinking, she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth then she went to her bedroom and frowned on how messy it was. She's used to being messy. Well, she doesn't care now.

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She went downstairs to check on him. Good, he's done with the dishes. She scanned her eyes on him from head to toe. He gained more muscles and he looked ravishing as always. She doesn't care that he's not a tycoon. Mostly from her tycoon friends, they have a big stomach. They fuck women if they had money and she doesn't care about money but perfection.

She strode fast to him and blocked his way. He looked down at her. She reached his face and pull him down as she sucked his lower lip, biting it with a click. He held her and kissed her back passionately. She can feel his tension. She can feel how much he wanted her. That's good. It seemed like she doesn't need much power of seduction toward him.

"Agatha…" he muttered between their kiss. She reached him down there her eyes are sleepy from desire. "You little brat." He kissed her more and then down to her cheek and chin. She gasped when his hand slipped into her core. She's not wearing any panties at that moment. She's just so lazy to put something. "Oh." He was surprised.

"Let's go to your room." She muttered.

"That's a very long detour." He muttered and pull her up and make her sit on the stool. He pulled her shirt and throw it somewhere. "We can do it here." He muttered. The kitchen sounds sexy. She thought for a while as she spread her legs and lean on the counter. He shoved his hard one to her tight core. She gasped and hold on him.

He pulled out and he knelt and sucked and licked her core to make her wetter. Then he slipped inside her tight one and started stroking. She gasped and wrapped her legs around him.

"I feel uncomfortable here." She muttered. He gathered her to his arms and take her to the wooden table. She lay there and she stretches her legs to his chests until it's on the level of his shoulders. "That's good." She panted and watched him thrust to her.

He kissed each of her ankles and increased his thrust. She moaned and closed her eyes. Dmitri never looked away from her beautiful face. He watched each of her expressions and on how she bit her lip and she gaped and grasp some air. It was all a turn on to him. He growled a little and increased more as her wall's spasm around him. He growled louder and increased the pace.

She came shortly and after she recovered, she looked at him.

"You need to withdraw before you come!" She reminded him. He didn't say anything and continue until she had a short and quick powerful orgasm then he pulled out and she watched as his healthy white sperm jetted to her navel that reached her breasts. What a perfect cum? She thought. He exhaled and lean on the table. He bent down and kissed her lips.

"Lady Agatha, you are driving me crazy." He muttered. He pulled his PJs to cover his private part and he went to the counter table and gather a lot of towel tissue then he wiped off his mess.

"I need more," Agatha said while he's busy on throwing the tissue away.

"I can't do that." He said. "Why won't you sleep?" he took the shirt and put it on her.

"I want more." She said it is a very demanding way. Dmitri sighed and patted her head.

"What's on your mind now, Lady Agatha?" He kissed her forehead. She didn't answer his question, so he carried her to his bedroom since her bedroom is a mess. "Just sleep when you are bored. Okay?" He tucked her on the sheets, and he reached the remote to close the binds.

"Where are you going?" She asked as she yawned.

"I need to clean up your messy room." He caressed her head for a while until she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

Dmitri couldn't hold himself a while ago. He told himself many times not to fuck her again, but they just did. She wanted it and she's bared under the baggy shirt that she's wearing. Damn it. If she only knew how sexy she was and how lavishing. He wanted his mouth all over her. He wanted him so badly.

He went to her room and start cleaning it. Panties are all over the floor and her shirt. Then he started segregating the underwear from shirts around. Then he put it all in the automatic washing machine with wash and dry.

He went back to her room and started vacuuming and mopping then changing her sheets. While he's busy with changing her sheets, he noticed something like a wand. He tilted his head. Was this a vibrator?

He cleaned it with a wet tissue and put it on the black box. Well, maybe she's bored that she needed to masturbate. Then, while changing her sheets, he drowned into her smell. Fuck! He screamed into his head. Why? Why should it be this woman? He can smell her all over the room and he's getting turned on.

Ignoring his lower head, he continues with changing the sheets and put it also in the laundry. Then he cleaned it all in thirty minutes without missing any dust. He's a little tired so he put the automatic machine into a timer then he washed his hand and arms.

He went to his bedroom and found the woman he was so attracted to tangled on the duvet. He adjusted her and lay beside her. He gave space and lay sideways so he could watch her sleep.

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Percy read the first chapter and found it great. Then he edited the chapter and send it to her so she could read it again for her last proofreading. He tried to call her but she's not answering. Was she so busy that she's not even answering his calls?

He shook his head and re-read it again. The first chapter was hurting his chest. It was so heartbreaking that he almost cried. Wow, how did she become this emotional in writing? Anyway, he went back to running on his treadmill and singing along to Taylor Swift's songs.

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Freya opened her eyes to wake up, but her body doesn't want to get up. She glanced at the clock to see the time. Four pm. Damn, what a great time to just sleep. She sighed and closed her eyes. She turned to her left side and open her eyes again.

"Babe." Steven smiled at her and she frowned at him. "I want to suck your breasts." He muttered. She pushed him away and covered the sheet to her body. "Babe." He sat up and kissed her temple and her face.

"Stop." She muttered.

She turned back to him and suddenly she was pulled into a vision of a man outside the glasshouse, watching the beautiful scenery of the lake. Then before he turned around, his face is a blur and he bowed at someone inside the house.

"Lady Agatha."

Then she was pulled back in the different scenarios as he unpacked and then he reached a box and opened it. A phoenix pendant? Their family emblem? What? It's not even Fin.

Then she gasped and sat up. She can't remember his face it's blurred. She massaged her head. Was it someone else? They still have another blood member around.

"Hey!" Steven reached her face. "Something wrong?" He asked. She shook her head and Steven slipped off from the bed and fetch her a glass of water from the table and he gave it to her. He caressed her hair as she drank on the glass.

"I'm sore…" She muttered to him.

"Okay." He nodded and kissed her forehead. "I'll just eat you out then." He grinned at her.

"No." She gave back the glass to him. He sighed and put it at the side table. He opened the curtains for their big windows and then he stared outside for a little while.

"Let me devour you." He finally said and turned to her. She frowned at him. Damn it. She can't even walk after he fucked her three times today.

"Are you trying to break me?" She asked him frankly. Steven sighed and shook his head. He sat beside her and reached her face.

"Babe, I am just too horny when it comes to you." He kissed her temple and then her nose and her lips. "Babe, you can't stop me." He grinned at her. She exhaled and shook her head. "I'll let you recover for a day and in exchange, we will try the other hole."

She gasped and punched his chest. He chuckled. She pushed the covers and spread her legs to him.

"Look at me down there! I am so wrecked!"

He looked at her and admired it. She kicked him but he caught it and he kissed her ankle. Damn it, she has hickeys around her chest.