Arawn“I gave her something to calm down. She is sleeping peacefully now.” Taking a deep breath, I listen to my housekeeper’s words as she fills me in on Nerthus’ state. I was anxious about leaving after what she told me as I was sure that leaving her behind like this was the most wrong move I could have pulled. But after already collecting her bastard cousin from the strip clubs in Paris, the itch in my fingertips got worse. And after hearing her story, there was no way I could hold back even a second longer. “Such a nice girl. She has already asked for you. Maybe it will do her some good, finding you next to her, when she wakes up.” “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” I say, wanting to reassure her, but there’s no way they can keep her sleeping for this long. “Of course. Oh, such a sweet girl. I’m sorry if I’m getting emotional but it’s just so nice you found each other,” she gushes further, losing herself in her own thoughts. A smile spreads on my lips thinking of how I like m
Arawn “When did you come back?” Nerthus barges into my office, wearing a cute frown. “A few hours ago. I needed to finish some work before being able to spend my time with you,” I answer, concentrating back on my papers.“Bullshit! You were gone for days, Arawn,” she yells and the corner of my mouth twitches as much as another part of my body does. “You are hiding because you know that you owe me!” God, I missed her fire.I lean back in my chair and smile at her. “Sit.” She scoffs but takes the chair in front of me anyway. “You want my story. You can have it.” I grin at her as I add. “Sure about still wanting to play?” She nods slowly, her eyes glued to mine. “Okay,” I clear my throat, standing up to take my seat in the armchair next to hers. After I sit down, I lean forward to kiss her lips gently, before I put my forearms on the armrests, starting to tell her what she wants to hear. “My mother grew up neglected and abused. Her family was poor but she eventually got addicted
Nerthus“Be mine. Move in with me. Permanently.” My heart skips a beat. “You mean sell my apartment?” He shakes his head with one of his awesome smiles. “You can still keep your apartment. I’m asking you to move in with me to make things a bit more official.” I gulp as his eyes bore into mine. Oh, my. “You know, like an actual couple does from time to time.” He chuckles, making me squint my eyes at him. “Does that mean you will stop acting this bossy towards me?” I ask, wanting to act coldly but he sees right through my act. His smile stretches into a sly grin as he tilts his head at me. “I don’t think so because I know how much you like it. If I were to tell you to climb on my desk, because I want to fuck you on it… You would still comply, right?” My breath hitches in my throat as my most intimate part throbs expectantly. “Absolutely.” *** I surely had sex on all types of surfaces. And tables and desks are always popular, even if few can actually perform adequately on them.
Nerthus “Have you seen this creepy shit?” Danny laughs as I reach him, staring outside agape. He turns around to the jacket-bodyguard, “Elia, what kind of Mafia code is that?”“I don’t know this one,” Elia just shrugs annoyed. I crack up as I halt to stand next to Danny. There are hundreds of gnomes distributed in the grass, facing the house. “This isn’t a Mafia code,” I say, hugging him to my side. “It’s an Ohio code.” Danny looks at me, furrowing his brows. “An Ohio code? What does it mean?” “I love you,” I grin up at him, before admiring the small army of gnomes. “That’s what it means.” He scrunches up his face, scoffing. "You guys are so strange." Tapping his shoulder, I shake him slightly. “Want to go to the beach?” “Yes!” Danny says, sprinting out and through the gnomes to reach the beach. I laugh, watching after him before turning to Elia, who looks at me annoyed. “Concetta just said he wasn’t allowed as he just ate.” Smiling widely, I shrug, walking after him. “I di
Nerthus “How did you find me?” I shrug, scanning the room as we sit in a booth at a bar of the casino. “I’m dating the King, remember?” “I heard the King has long lost the castle as he was exiled,” he scoffs, taking a sip of the amber liquid of the new drink he got himself. Leaning in, I scrunch up my face. “Well, he is back. And we need your help. How much to save a King’s ass?” “Why me?” he asks, gulping. I shrug again, holding his gaze. “You mean business. You are loyal to your highest bidder. No morals, no games. We are ready to pay you any sum to get you onto our side. Also, we go a long way back, don’t we, Mikey?” “Yeah… What tells you that I would take a higher pay from your adversary to betray you?” He scrunches up his face, obviously not liking the pet name. I smile, leaning back. “Like I said. You mean business. And you wouldn’t be that stupid to throw away a nice challenge for a bit of money. Also, as I said, we will double any offer.” “I don’t know,” he says, pin
Nerthus I gulp painfully as I descend a set of stairs to what seems to be a bunker. Even if Arawn’s broad shoulders are perfectly reassuring, I feel a bit lost as we reach what should be Michelangelo’s main operating base. “Ready?” Arawn asks, making me nod. He clears his throat, lifting his hand to pound it against the secured door and a small screen on the right side lights up, showing Michelangelo’s smiling face. “You are late, Your Highness,” he says jokingly, making me chuckle. “Hurry up then,” Arawn growls and a click resounds. I pull my jeans jacket close as a cold wind blows up the stairs just as he opens the door, and we walk into a wide hall where we find Michelangelo, welcoming us with spread arms. “Welcome, it’s this way.” Arawn holds out his hand for me to take, and we follow him through the arched bows of the underground tunnels just as we reach a slightly bigger hall which was dismantled and is now filled with gigantic servers signaling their activity with bli
Nerthus I’m clasping my cup as I stare at the TV spellbound. The news anchor’s voice keeps fading out as I follow the huge letters of the breaking news running along the bottom of the big screen. The news channel switches on to the live feed of Feds coming out of the main offices of the Goldman Group, carrying boxes filled with documents and technical appliances. It took a few days until we saw the first effects rolling out from when the hackers had started working. But when it started showing, I couldn’t get through the day gasping enthusiastically at least once every hour. It was just perfect, and my malicious joy was having a field day. After they got into his systems and could ravage through his files as well as the client records, they planted fake documents perfectly. It didn’t take much longer to have them unfold their destructive potential as they got anonymously leaked to the closest business partners of Goldman, making them believe that they fell for a so-called Ponzi
Danny “Go make yourself an awesome night, please,” Amber looks at me pleadingly, and I lower my gaze to see the many hundred-dollar bills in my hand. My brain cells are already doing some kind of dance to celebrate this, making me miss what she says next, but as I hear Elia respond with a grunt, I know that it wasn’t directed toward me anyway. Just as I’m about to turn towards her again, telling her that I want to watch the game with Arawn, she closes the door in my face, making me jerk back. “Aw, man,” I groan, pushing the crumbled bills into the pocket of my jacket. Elia sighs, laying his hand over my shoulder. “What did you want to do?” “Actually, I wanted to watch the game with Arawn tonight,” I respond, as he steers me to the elevator. Two armed men remain standing at the entrance while we ride down with the third man who was positioned in the apartment to protect Amber. “Sometimes plans get interrupted, but a man always has to be happy when the other gets to change his p