Nikolai POV.
I couldn’t sleep, I was planning on how to save Devil, who’d thought after all that I’ll be the one saving the hitman with no loyalties, but to have my chance with Elle. Elle I could just taste her name, French origin, meaning her, it’s beautiful. It matches her perfectly, but for now, I had to focus on work, for now me, Paul, Marco and some of my most trusted man are in my office we are planning how to save Devil and get the princess home.
Around five-ish, Paul received a call, she agreed, she took the deal, and she’s going to be mine now. But Paul said she have some terms, this would be fun, I couldn’t wait to hear all of her terms, we’re getting her here first thing in the morning, we’ll talk her terms as she put them.
Devil won’t be moved until the night, it’s better to keep a low profile while moving a total psycho from one place to another secure location. Paul couldn’t get the location, but we knew the time and the car they are driving, if my connection are correct we got them.
“Good job, everyone go get some rest. Paul I want Elle in here by ten” I order them dismissing our meeting, it was already dawn, I did keep them up for long time. Everyone was just grateful to go to sleep, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow, sleep would do them good.
I went to my bed too, I tried to sleep, but my insomnia won tonight, I couldn’t sleep, I was just dreaming and thinking about the princess, when she comes over, how things would go from there. I’m a sick person, oh god, I’m going to hell with all the things I love, in all the pleasures I would to love to try with her.
I couldn’t wait for the morning, I couldn’t wait to see her, I was up early, I showered, got dressed and even added perfume, it’s something I don’t do always. Sometimes when my depression is acting up too much, I get dressed sloppily, I won’t shave, I always loved having a beard but sometimes it get out of hand, it’s not a tidy nice looking one. I try my best to hide my depression, I try not to show it much, but sometimes it’s easier to take it off in violence.
When the time finally turned to ten, I walked into my office coffee in hand waiting for Elle, she came in ten minutes later, her eyes had black bags under them, her clothing choice was another oversized sweats, her hair was a mess, she looked like a mess, but I didn’t expect her to come to me all happy and singing.
“Thank you Paul that would be all” I say dismissing him, they share a look first before looking back at me, I raised a brow at him motioning for the door, with a sigh he leaves.
“I don’t think we were ever formally introduced, the name is Nikolai” I say introducing myself, although she won’t be using that name much.
“I’m Elle” she says her cheeks turning pic, even with everything that’s happening she could still blush a pretty pink.
“I was told you have your terms Elle?” I say with a smile, I couldn’t help the smile, she’s cute thinking she can negotiate with me.
“Yes I do, if we’re going to do that, there’s some things I want to have and keep on doing” she says, well that’s not a bad start, I’ll be the one deciding if she gets them or not.
“And what would that be?” I ask with a smile again.
“I want to be able to say goodbye to Devil, I’m doing this for her, I want to get my last goodbye. I want to be allowed out, you can’t lock me in, I need to see the sun light. I want to keep my friends, and I want to keep my writing job” she says, none of her demands were too crazy, I expected something like that.
“A writing job?” I ask, I didn’t know she had a writing job, all I knew that she’s a waitress.
“Yes I write stories, I publish them, I make money out of that, you can’t take my laptop away, I want to keep writing” she demands, I wasn’t going to stop her, I thought it’s cute that she writes.
“And what does the princess write about?” I ask her, entertained by the whole idea of her writing stories.
“Uh…vampires, werewolves, mafia…you know fiction” she says blushing, her blush said otherwise, she got something else she’s hiding from me.
“And? What else Elle? Do you write about sex?” I ask her enjoying her red cheeks now, teasing her is going to be fun.
“No, I don’t, I hardly write smut really” she says still blushing, oh innocent one she is.
“Then what do you write about? That got you blushing so badly” I ask teasing her.
“I don’t wanna tell you” she mumbles, blushing, this must be interesting if it’s getting her blush this badly.
“But you got to tell me” I tell her, she shakes her head no to me, but she got to tell me now.
“Nu, I don’t want to” she says blushing red.
“If you don’t tell me, I won’t allow you to write” I say threatening her, but I had no intention on going with my threat.
“You can’t do that! Writing is everything for me, I’ll go crazy without it” she says on the verge of tears, this really means a lot to her.
“Tell you what, you give me your pen name and I’ll look into it” I say as a compromise, she doesn’t have to tell me, I’ll find out on my own then.
“That’s not fair” she says still blushing, but it’s the best deal she’d get out of me, I just shrug letting her make her decision.
“It’s Cendrillon1996 everywhere” she finally says, I smiled, finally.
“That’s good, we’ll talk more about the rules of your staying here after we got Devil, you’ll get your goodbye, not right away, later. I’ll get you two a meeting, when I know you’ll be safe meeting her” I say she just nods agreeing to what I just said.
“For now, someone would show you your room, stay there, food will be delivered there, I’ll see you again later tonight” I say dismissing her, Paul would show her into a guest room while I do a quick look at what the princess likes to write about. Maybe it’s all love and romance, it’s probably just that or maybe some gay sex, I think to myself again with a chuckle.
I googled her name and was pleasantly surprised to see she have about thirty published stories, I started to look at the names, Dom and littles, Littles, Little, those were present in most titles. Skimming through the tags, I couldn’t help but laugh. No wonder she was blushing and trying to hide things from me, she’s pretty much into ddlg, but not just the sexual part of it, she’s more of into cgl, a care giver little relation, I didn’t know Elle well enough but if what Paul been telling me is correct, she might be an age regressor, something that helps with traumas and ptsd, but what got the princess so traumatized I think to myself.
I wasn’t against any of those things, I loved the idea of her being my little princess, does she have any other kinks? Would she be my little princess? I didn’t think it was possible but she was getting more and more interesting by the second. She was simply perfect for me, and I don’t plan on letting her go.
Having some more time to spend, before we have to go and save Devil, I decided to put a set of rules for her, some might be even inspired by her own stories.