50 Shades of Drake 5 and 6

Chapter Forty-One

    My baby wants to redecorate...maybe I shouldn't take it so personally. A slow smile started to curve Aubrey's lips. Maybe I should have a little bit of fun with this. "I'll tell you what. If you want to decorate, we can get started right now."

    Destiny gave him major side-eye.

    "We're going to turn this into a field test for you," Aubrey said, leaning back against the X-shaped table. "I'm going to give you a set of instructions that I want you to follow. I don't want you to ask questions. I don't want you to give me any attitude about it. Just...listen." He pointed to his own ear. "And obey. Do you understand?"

    "Yes, Sir," she said quietly with fear in her eyes.

    The fear he saw tugged at his heartstrings a bit. He wanted to show her that life with him wouldn't be nearly as deranged as she was thinking at this exact moment. "Undress for me. Slowly."

    She did as she was told without hesitation, but repeatedly glanced back towards the spanking machine.

    He made a mental note to show her that the spanking machine wasn't something she had to fear, either. Quite the opposite. She could grow to love that machine, if she was open enough to giving it a chance.

    When all of her clothes were removed, she clasped her hands together in front of her.

    "Listen to these instructions carefully," he told her. "I want you to go upstairs and shower. After your shower, I want you to choose what you'd like to wear today. We will be leaving the house shortly, so make sure what you're choosing is presentable. Do not put the clothes on. Bring them back down here with you. Set them down on this table, and resume your position in front of me. Just like this. Do you understand the instructions that I've given you?"

    "But..."

    He arched an eyebrow at her. "I said no questions."

    "Carlos is still around here somewhere," she said.

    His eyes widened. Shit. I forgot about Carlos. He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Let me worry about Carlos. All right?"

    She nodded, but still looked worried.

    "I'll go ahead of you. In ten minutes, go upstairs and follow my instructions. Understood?"

    "Understood, Sir," she said.

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    Carlos was in the living room, talking loudly on his cell phone. When he saw Aubrey standing in the living room entrance, he lowered the phone and covered the speaker with one hand. "Is everything okay?"

    Aubrey nodded, entering the room. "I just wanted to talk to you for a minute, if that was okay."

    Carlos's eyes dropped down to Aubrey's bare chest. Then he raised the phone to his ear and told whoever was at the other end of the line, "Gotta go." He lowered the phone and slid it into the pocket of his jeans. "What's up?"

    "I wanted to talk to you about the condos you looked at," Aubrey said, glancing over his shoulder, then turning back to face Carlos.

    Carlos rose on tiptoe and peered over Aubrey's shoulder.

    "The condos that you looked at?" Aubrey repeated.

    Carlos settled on the balls of his feet. "Right. I mean...they were gorgeous. What can I say? Expensive as all hell though." He tilted his head to the side. "Not to be, like, selfless or anything because that isn't a word anyone would use to describe me, but...are you sure you want to get a condo for me? You can just set me up in a nice hotel or something."

    Aubrey laughed. "Are you saying that you don't want a condo?'

    "Pfft. No. Not what I'm saying at all." Carlos flipped his dark, shoulder-length hair.

    "Did you find one that you liked, or do you think you need more time?"

    "I actually wanted Destiny to come and look at a few with me," Carlos said, peering past Aubrey again. "Is she up, or did you fuck her senseless?"

    Aubrey rubbed the back of his head. "She's...unavailable right now."

    "Which is code for 'I have her tied up or some freaky shit like that,' I gotcha," Carlos said. "Maybe when she gains the ability to hear and speak again, you can pass along the word that I'd like her to come with me?"

    "She can hear and speak just fine," Aubrey told him.

    "Then when she gains her ability to walk again, ask if she's willing to come and look at some of the condos with me," Carlos said. "I'd love her feedback on a couple of them."

    Aubrey started to say something, then thought better of it and closed his mouth. He turned around and walked towards the archway leading into the hall.

    "Oh, and Aubrey?" Carlos called to him. He already had his cell phone back in hand.

    Aubrey slanted a glance at him. "Yes?"

    "I know that this entire conversation was to hide some kind of freaky shit that you and Destiny have going on," Carlos said. "You don't have to try to distract me from whatever it is you guys are up to. If you need me to scram for awhile, just tell me to scram for awhile. Got it?"

    Aubrey smirked. "Carlos?"

    "Yeah?"

    "I need you to scram for awhile."

    Carlos hopped to action, heading towards the patio door. "Got it. I'll be in one of the little love nests you have out on the back of the property."

    "They aren't love nests, they're the houses some of my crew used to live in," Aubrey explained.

    Carlos waved a hand in the air. "Yeah, yeah, I don't really care. One of you call me when the freaky shit is over with."

    Aubrey watched Carlos leave, scratching his head in confusion and bewilderment before turning to face the archway again.

    A naked Destiny poked her head around the corner, and Aubrey forgot the conversation he'd just had with Carlos, or that Carlos even existed.

    As his eyes drank her in, he commanded, "Upstairs. Do what I told you."

    She ran to the staircase and a moment later, he heard her light footsteps on the stairs. Several minutes later, he heard shower running upstairs.

    Seeing her naked made him want to join her in that shower, but instead he left the living room and padded down the hallway. He descended down into the basement and re-entered the blue room, a room that he hoped she would one day love as much as he did.