A familiar mask

Gavriel's POV

"By 9am, you have a meeting with the design team. By 11am ..."

I droned out the voice of Alexa as she read out my schedule as I ran on the treadmill. The whole point of having artificial intelligence read out my schedule was to be able to do something else at the time.

It felt hard to breathe as I ran, but I pushed ahead anyway. I couldn't get her out of my head.

My pet. My stripper.

Especially after my last meeting with her. It was three solid days, and I had barely resisted the urge to call for her.

Barely.

If I wasn't so damned busy, I would have anyway.

Fuck, how could I not think about her? All I could see were those blue eyes, widening as I pushed her beyond her limits.

I wanted to see them cloud with tears, like they had when I made her deep throat my cock. I wanted to hear her cry and scream like she did when I mercilessly toyed with her pussy.

"Focus, Donovan!" I yelled at myself, running faster. She was just a stripper. I didn't see why she took s