Surprise! : 5

⚠️This chapter contains mentions of self harm and scars as well as light mention of physical abuse.

Cade Deleon

Sunday, March 4th, 2023

After that amazing experience we all went home after making sure she was alright, not that we had much time to stay in case she'd be up and running to the phone, but somehow I just knew she wouldn't. Not after that. 

We had told her we wanted to see her for dinner, and she didn't object, so that was yet another sign that we were closer to having her than we initially thought. After seeing her house I knew we'd have to send her something to wear, but even if we hadn't needed to, it was exciting to think she'd wear something we had picked out specifically for her. 

We didn't need to talk about what had happened, but the moment we reached the condo that we shared for operations, it was a three storey, and yes, we didn't need the whole building, but we had transformed it into something we could use. The entrance was guarded by two people twnety four hours, they alternated teams. 

The  ground floor had a reception desk where our secretary, Marian, made sure that people that walked in had a date with us, we didn't like surprise visits and we were very strict with that. The whole building had a black and greys aesthetic, we liked minimalism and dark tones so once we bought it we made sure it kept that in the inside. That same floor also had a small chillout area with a bar. The first floor was where we lived, or where we stayed whenever we had work and couldn't be arsed to head off to our different houses since Xavier lived a bit further away from the center of the city and Taylor simply didn't like moving around that much, so he was the one that at least three days a week stayed inside. The second floor was the interesting floor, we had our playroom, though we had never had a submissive so it hadn't been used to its full potential, but I hoped that would change with Riley. 

The third floor were offices in case we ever needed to hold meetings with more than ten people and where we kept part of our guns and equipment for the missions. Though to reach that you had to punch in a code and we hadn't needed to hold meetings that much. 

As we walked in, I took my jacket off with a sigh, her taste still lingering in my mouth and making me shake my head with a smile. It was already daytime and I couldn't be bothered with going to the club since it wouldn't even be that busy. 

"I was thinking, what if we bought that crappy club?" Taylor asked, making Xavier and I look at him in surprise. Of course we had more than enough money for that, but why would we do that? "Let's be honest, she is too pretty to be working for a random guy, and if at the end she decides she doesn't want to work with us, we would still be able to ensure she is safe." He added, making me hum. 

"It's not a bad idea" I said. "I think we should try talk to her first, maybe she says yes and then we don't have to spend the extra money on a club that looks like it has such a bad reputation. Beside, who would say no to a higher pay job?" I said after a moment, looking at Xavier who had made his way into the kitchen to cook us some breakfast. 

"Maybe" was his only response, and we knew we'd have to talk to Riley first before making any choices. 

The day went by without much trouble, at some point we went out shopping for her, and we decided for a black dress with a high cut, it would be high enough that she either had to wear thin underwear or none at all, and that had been really enough for us to decide on it. We had it packed and we had a friend of ours try it on. Lucia, or Lucy as we called her, worked for us. But she was also our friend. 

We had met a couple months ago at the club, she was in desperate need of a job and help with her fiance, who was apparently a narcissitic alcoholic that was mistreating her. When she came she was pretty thin, unhealthy so. She had a bruise on her jaw that she had covered with concealer, and once we found out about the abuse, we paid James a visit. He had been cheating on her and we caught him in the middle of it, aparently the girl she was seeing wasn't exactly thriller to be with him either but couldn't run away either. We shot the bastard once and covered it by making it seem like a suicide. After that we gave Lucy a job, and since then she has been helping us around. 

Of course we were open about what we did and it didn't come as a surprise when she didn't seem bothered and was more relieved by knowing that she was safe than worried. And after a few more weeks of being close and helping her she opened up about the reason. Apparently her parents died a few years ago, and she has been in the foster care since then, from house to house, each one worse than the previous. She was left in the street after she had turned eighteen, and James took her in. Lucy was now twenty three, so it had been a while and during that time all there was were fights and arguments over small things. 

Once we met her she had told us she wanted to get revenge over her foster families, and after a bit of discussion we had done it for her, shot all of them and came up with different stories, we had to pay the cops but in this country they are all corrupt so we didn't have to worry about that too much. 

Lucy was a redhead, pale skin and 167, she had the same body type as Riley and the dress laid perfect on her so we knew it would be good on Riley too. We packed it and sent it over with our personal phone numbers and a note, and then we just had to wait. 

Riley Ochoa

The start of the morning was achey, I felt like a truck had ran me over, and the images from the night didn't help with my nerves. I actually got woken up by my doorbell and after getting some pants on and opening it, I realized it was a package. 

I laid it on my table and opened it, inside there was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen, a note with neat handwriting laid on top of it. 

"Hi Riley, we bought this for you so you can wear it for tonight. The size fits you perfectly, so no excuses. A car will come pick you up at 6:00 PM so please be ready. 

PS. Add our phone numbers in your phone.

-C.T.X"

Even in notes I could feel their dominance and it made me press my thighs together. I still had time to get ready but I figured I'd let Matt know about it. A phone call later I was waiting for Matt, adding each of their numbers and hesitating if I should send a message, and after a while I just sent an 'hey, it's Riley'. 

The dress was a high cut, which made me extremelly nervous but at least it was on my right thigh, so my scars were covered for as long the dress stayed on. I wondered if they had seen them last night. And as much as I wanted to stress over it, the images were making me blush and making me try to avoid it altogether. 

I also wondered what exactly they would be wanting from me, if they had wanted me dead they would have already done so. 

Once Matt arrived I went through all the details. All of them. And as embarrassing as it was and as nervous as I was he actually encouraged me to be as sexy as I could, and he even told me not to wear underwear just to tease them, after all it would be up to me if I wanted last night to repeat itself of not. As I showered and got dressed we discussed all the potential reasons they could have, and by the time I was waiting for the car, we reached the conclusion (as absurd as it was) that they probably either wanted to offer me something in exchange for their silence, or this was about to be a fifty shades of gray where they offered me a contract of submission. 

Five minutes later, a black car pulled over and a man dressed in a suit parked outside my house, holding the door open for me. I kissed Matt's cheek and then got in without another word, watching the man go around to get in, and then starting to drive god knows where.