It was insane, to think she could pull this off. But as she stared at that gecko swinging its tail like a snake , a tail with a mind of its own, she knew that she had no other choice.
She didn’t know much about what happened at the castle after she left wether or not the authorities were looking or not the authorities were looking for her, she had been hiding since she returned from Budapest. She didn’t even know if her daughter was back yet and it didn’t really bother her.
Who she always thought about was Christian, her beautiful, manly beast… Her dark angel, that man that reeked of everything and anything. Wealth, authority, control, power and even many more, too many more.
As if the man had walked out of heaven’s gates and lost his way, then he unknowingly dropped into earth. Elisa could picture his face every now and then, his muscular arms, that were like iron fists. It sent a bike chilling message to his enemies. His legs, his beautiful eyes, the curve of his lips, his jaw.
Elisa fell on her bed and spread her legs wide, thinking about Christian’s cock. It’s mostly his cock she thinks of, alongside his money of course but that cock… She slipped her hand into her pants and lifted the elastic of her panties.
She groaned and arched her back as the need became too overwhelming and she felt as though Christian was standing there, in front of her, in the room. She had to believe it, just as she had believe it everytime she gave herself and orgasm just thinking about him.
She spread her pussy lips and stroked her clit, before sliding her hand into her pussy collecting the liquid and then smearing it on her clitoris. It was stimulated and she was already in a far place, pleasure, it sprang through her like a drug.
She had to imagine it was Christian’s hand fingering her insides, and though her hands were small, her mind was forced to believe his hard strong fingers, delving inside her ever so gently and pulling out.
Until it brought her out of her misery and gave her a fucking orgasm. She was near now, she felt the build up in her abdomen, it was really coming. Her mouth parted, her fingers moved faster than she could ever control them in her own and she cried out.
Her moan sounded loud and high, she felt the orgasm near now and someone banged on the door so hard it seemed to rattle the locks.
She helped and moved backwards on the bed, near the headboard, her hand had somehow left her pussy and was now resting on her laps, she looked at the door frighteningly.
“I told you to keep it quiet!” The man yelled at her, she was begining to tremble. She had always been a fragile woman, men scare her and stronger men frightened her even more, it was this fear that led into her obsession with Christian. He was a strong man, he frightened her but he could protect her.
She was a little girl again, hiding from her father.
“If I have any reason to come for you again, I swear I’ll break your back, bitch!” The man left and she held her chest as a sigh of relief escaped her lips.
The need was no longer there, the orgasm that had been building was completely gone without a single trace and she was too terrified to continue again. She was left feeling too empty.
She rolled on her stomach and turned to the corner of the room, she was not too surprised to see that the gecko was gone. She ran her fingers through her hair and beads of sweat gathered on her forehead and sparkled under the harsh and blinding light of the hotel room.
She knew that if called Christian, he would never turn her down. She had apologized to him, she knew he was fond of Jenna, and she wasn’t bothered because Al the men that laid in her instantly took interest in her, it was something more and height or skin.. it was her soulfulness, the way her eyes were filled with intelligence and emotions, in a way only few women could master and she did it without effort.
It made her seem rare in the eyes of the men and they wanted her more, to tear her open and look inside her, she intrigued and seduced them. It was one of the reasons Elisa hated her daughter so much.
Filthy piece of thrash!
Elisa said to herself, hate her daughter thick in the air.
She wonder what she would make Jenna do once she and Christian are officially in a relationship. How she would bully her daughter once all that money was under her thumb, all of Christian’s money.
She knew he would forgive her after she sent the divorce papers. It was her apology and Christmas gift to him. She had to fuck one of the guards so he could drop it off at the house, the man wasn’t filthy and she didn’t regret it even though it was in the corner of a wall, the man was paid more than most working class men.
She took her head and went to the table at the corner to pick up her phone, she dialled Christian once, then twice, then three times.
Nothing.
“He must be asleep” she said to herself moving to the window to stare into the dark night sky. If her plan with Christian did not go as planned by tomorrow morning, she would need to take another route because she would not survive a day out here without money.
Her younger self could, she was a con artist like no other, she could sell you your own necklace after picking it off your neck. She sighed and wondered why her daughter didn’t take after her, such a waste, with all that party, she would have had billionaires at her disposal
But she was glad her daughter didn’t have Billionaires at her disposal because it made it harder for her daughter to run into anyone’s hands for help.
She waited, sitting like a statue watching the outside world as day grew quickly. Two hours later, she called Christian, and although it was six he didn’t pick up, she knew he never sleeps later than five, four if she’s being realistic.
She smiled softly and resulted to her next plan.