Semua Bab Suck Me Dry: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Theodore “Good morning, Gilda,” I greet her in a good mood as I step out of the elevator. I feel like I died and ended up in paradise. I’m freshly showered, fed, and more satisfied than I could ever be, and, god, I’m happy. Is this really what it feels like? “Oh, my gosh, I thought you were dead,” she jokes, flashing me a dazzling smile. “I assumed that the penthouse had swallowed you and you would be too caught up for me.” She makes her eyebrows jump up and down again, and I laugh, walking around her desk to lean against it. “I missed you too.” 

Theodore“Why don’t you go upstairs and take a break?” I jerk up, wiping the corners of my lips to free them from any trickle of drool. I must have fallen asleep, and my slow brain has to push down the paradisal vision before me to start booting up correctly. Blinking, I look up at Helades, who is standing in front of my desk, his hands in his pockets. “The systems are working fine, and the counterparty has just retreated to discuss a few transaction points and will not come back any time soon. The others have retreated into their offices and are taking a nap. Why don’t you do the same?” “What’s with you?” I ask, sitting up in my chair. His smirk lights up his face, still leaving a sly edge to it. I can recognize that he is having a perverted thought, and it is as if I can read his mind, too. “I’ll wait here for the counterparty to come back. I don’t want them to look for us. It could damage the advantage we have over them in the negotiations for now.” Biting down on my lip in

Theodore As I wake up, it takes my brain a couple of minutes before it starts working properly. It doesn’t feel like I’m having a sleep paralysis, though. It has been a while since I’ve had one of those. It feels more like my body is too exhausted to move. Maybe my soul is just as tired as my body is as I can’t seem to keep my eyes open even if my brain is now fully functioning. By the time I can finally move, I feel like I have been run over by a bus. Every one of my muscles hurts, every move reminding me of how stupid I am. What a diva. I fight myself to my feet and drag my frame to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. I smile as I open my cupboards to find a bit of sugar, and am reminded of just how pathetic my life without Nathanael is. And how empty it feels. He isn’t the type to be loud or talk too much, I would bet that all the noises that filled his penthouse came from me, but my apartment feels so eerily quiet that I would like to be able to rip my

Theodore “Maybe he went to that realm. The one with the big-ass wolves. Can you bring me there?” I walk past her, feeling agitated. She turns around, following me. “I can’t send you into another realm on your own. That is dangerous. Just wait here for him. The day will soon be over. He usually returns a bit after midnight.” Checking my watch, I scoff. “It is only eight p.m. I can’t possibly wait for another four hours. Just do it. I promise that nothing will happen.” Her high heels click over the tiled floor as she tries to keep up with my erratic movements. She tries her best to convince me that she can’t do it, as it would be too dangerous, as her voice fades into the background. Looking over to a wall wit

TheodoreI drive into the underground parking and am about to turn into the direction of the lots assigned to the employees, as Nathanael pulls at my hoodie. With a gesture of his head, he incites me to drive in the other direction, where I know he and the other high-ups keep their cars. I don’t see a reason to protest and make the engine howl as I regain speed, turning into another part of the parking basement. This literally gives me the chills, as even this part of the building is divided into two insanely different-looking constructions. These guys even have compartments, making it look like every car has its own room. And three protective walls around its front. ‘All the way down. The Sian is mine,’ he simply states, his voice echoing through my mind with nonchalance as if he didn’t just point out a fucking limited-edition Lamborghini in the process. Fine for me. I drive all the way down and halt behind his sports car, before I lower one foot to the ground to pilot my moto