That’s an exaggeration, but he’ll never know. Unless it really is Royal…
My skin prickles with that creepy feeling again, like I’m being watched. I check the blinds, but they’re already closed.
MrD: Did he perform cunnilingus?
BadApple: yes
MrD: Was he good?
BadApple: yes
MrD: Did he get on his knees?
BadApple: no
MrD: Which do you like in your pussy more, mouth or dick?
BadApple: idk both equal
MrD: What about the twins?
BadApple: wut about them?
MrD: Can you fuck them and report back?
BadApple: um no
MrD: Why not?
Is he fucking serious? I didn’t fuck Royal to please his pervy old ass. But for some reason, I don’t want to tell him that. It’s one thing to go through the physical details, but I’m not going to tell him I actually like Royal. First off, he might pull out of the agreement. I’m supposed to be on his side. And secondly, that’s just not something I want to talk about, even to Blue, who’s the closest thing I have to a real friend. Definitely not to a pervy old dude jerking off behind a keyboard.
BadApple: bc I’m Royal’s plaything n he won’t let them.
MrD: Ah, yes. That’s right. You told me that. Well, I’ve enjoyed this report immensely. Do let me know how he plays with you next time.
BadApple: Is this just going to turn into me writing free porn 4 u?
MrD: Some people get to do it, others have to live vicariously.
BadApple: Cant u just watch porn like a normal person?
MrD: You’re so much better than porn.
Ugh, gross. I sign off and go take another shower, feeling dirtier than when I had Royal’s cum dripping out of me. Maybe I should just make shit up in advance next time. I really don’t want him all in my business, especially now. And I feel weird telling him about Royal’s dick. It works. Why does he need to know more than that? For that matter, why does he even need to know that much? Why is he living vicariously through me instead of going out to get some for himself? Even if he’s hideous, as he suggested, he’s rich. No matter what he looks like, he could hire a prostitute for a hell of a lot less than twenty-five grand. Hell, for that he could probably buy a whole sex slave on the human trafficking market.
I shiver and turn off the water, an idea coming to me as I climb out of the shower. What if he can’t hire a hooker where he is? There’s one place where even a rich guy can’t get a girl, and I’m pretty sure Mr. Dolce has sent some Darlings there. My hands are shaking as I pull on my pajamas, and it’s not just from hunger. It’s just a hunch, but it could be the answer. If I’m right, I could find out who he is. All I have to do is figure out which Mr. Darling is in prison.
He has access to his money, somehow, since he provided my scholarship. I can’t risk talking to Colt and getting him killed, but there are other Darlings in this town. Colt’s dad, for instance. And there’s another Darling boy, one who almost no one speaks of. Devlin disappeared with the Dolce sister, but what about Preston, the cousin Dixie said it was easy to label as evil? Could he help me? If I gave Mr. D the information he needs, and he really is in prison, who would do the actual dirty work of taking down the Dolces?
Does he expect me to do it? Or does he have someone on the outside to act for him?
Because I think… I really dare to hope… That I’m finally in.
Royal let down his guard. He trust me enough to let me sleep there, in his house. If I go back, I’ll have access to his father again, to him, to his brothers. He may not think he trusts me, but he’s starting to.
I unlocked something and made him cum, and now he wants to keep me. That’s exactly what I wanted—to get close. Sure, I had to give up my body and probably my heart for it, but it will be worth it in the end, when I win. Even when we’re fighting, even though we’re still enemies, something’s changed.
Royal took care of me today so that he can have me again. As long as I keep him coming back for more, I can find out what I need to know about him. I’m in his house. In his bed. It’s only a matter of time until I’m in his head, until I gain his trust and his secrets. Then, he’ll be mine for the taking down.