Whelve (v)
To bury something deep; to hide.
Evelyn's POV
Dimitri won the game. Now I have to do everything he says tomorrow. This sucks.
I go back up to my room and pout, I was too confident. I should've known poker was too unpredictable.
Laying down I close my eyes. At least I can sleep.
I wake up to a knock at my door, I'm getting sick of all the knocking.
I open the door and Dimitri passed me without saying anything.
"Umm, excuse you?" I scrunch my nose.
"We woke up late, I'm picking out your outfit and we're leaving." He says going through my drawers.
"Wait don't open that o-" I try to say before he opens my panties drawer but it's too late.
All my panties are laying in there neatly and it's just my luck that all my thongs are on top.
He pulls out a pair of hot pink lace and smiles.
I hide my head in my hands. This is so embarrassing.
Peeking through my fingers I see him lay the hot pink panties on the bed along with a white t shirt and jean shorts.
"Put that on, I'll wait in the car."
"Wait I need a bra." I say just above a whisper.
"I don't think so. You'll be more comfortable without one." He smirks and leaves the room.
Well at least I can get dressed alone.
Sluggishly I put the clothes on and speed walk down the stairs, I notice my boobs bouncing and rubbing against the fabric of my shirt. Rolling my eyes, I cross my arms over my chest and walk to Dimitri's car.
He opens the door, and he shuts it behind me and gets in the driver's seat.
"You aren't allowed to cover yourself piccola."
[Baby]
"Dimitri ple-" I try to say before I'm cut off.
"Don't call me Dimitri today. Say sir." He smiles.
Sir? Are you kidding me?
"I'm not doing that!" I complain.
"You lost; I get what I want for a whole day." He shrugs.
What do I do? This is unfair.
"Fine." I whisper.
"Good girl." He praises while driving down the road.
For some reason him calling me a good girl ignites my core and I get goosebumps all over my arms. Just the way it rolled off his tongue sounded so sexy and inviting. I want him to keep calling me a good girl...
I look over at him and see him already smirking at my internal battle of wanting him but can't have him inside my head. It makes me think he has that too.
"You hungry?" He asks.
"Yes." I say rubbing my stomach.
He looks at me and his eyebrows knit together.
"Yes what?" He asks.
"Yes...sir." I force.
A smile spreads across his lips.
"Good girl." He whispers causing me to bite my lip by the blush burning on my cheeks.
He pulls into a parking space which leaves me confused.
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Touch In The Dark
RomanceEvelyn already lost her mother; how could it get any worse? At least that's what she thought. She's forced to move in with her estranged father where she also meets her stepmother and stepbrother. Evelyn knew what she needed to do, and that's gettin...
