A Grey Tower

Ch 5

Taryn's POV

Mother drags me outside and into the ally way. I shake her grip off of me but I still follow her. She heads to the black car at the far side of the street. She opens the drivers side door and grabs the chauffeur by the collar and drags him out.
     "Did you get the body?" She holds him to her face, a snarl on her lips. He nods and she shoves him away.
     "Mother!" I rush to the man but he straitens and starts walking away. I give him the cash and get into the passenger seat while mother waits for me. "You really have to stop treating people like that."
     "Check if it's alive," she says brushing past my comment.
     "If what's alive?" I cross my arms at her as she pulls out of the ally way almost causing an accident.
     "In the back seat!" She rolls her eyes. "I swear your as dim witted as your father, fuck!"
     I turn around and in the back seat sprawled out is a person. They aren't bruised or hurt in any way I can see, or smell. Which is odd as I notice that I can't smell them.
     "What the shit!" I turn to mother as she takes a curve too hard. The person in the back hits their head hard on the door. "Mother! Slow down."
     "Don't act like this is your first time seeing a-
     I cover her mouth then pull at something in the back seat. She moves her face and is likely about to start cursing me out when I show her the wire. Anger crosses her face and I chuck the bug out the window.
     "Anise put it there I saw her do it during the drive over," my voice audibly relaxes as I sit back. "She's more than I thought she'd be."
     "I told you we have to keep an eye on her," she sighs. "Taryn, do you see now."
    
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Anise

Once we were in Alvars room he let go of me and went to the bathroom. I stood and appreciated the room. The ceiling was black velvet with twinkling faerie lights making it look like a night sky. The room was centered around a dark four-postered bed. There was a separate area with a tv and couches. Nearest the bed was a lounge area with a soft fur rug as the centerpiece. I went and sat on one of the lounging chairs. I took my coat and heels off.
     I knew I had to spend the night in this room with Alvar but I didn't intend to sleep in the same bed as him. I went to the couches by the tv and flopped down on the longest one. There was a throw blanket beside it so I wrapped myself in it. Though the dress was comfortable it wasn't sleeping material.
     "What are you doing?" I glance up and Alvar was standing above me.
     "Sleeping," I pulled the blanket higher and closed my eyes. Hot fingers slid underneath me and I was in his arms. My eyes popped open.
     "Alvar," I caution as he sets me down on the bed. He runs his hands down my front and I close my eyes and arch my back slightly. He chuckles.
     He slides his hands underneath me, his breath hot on my neck, he then starts unzipping me. My hands come up to rest on his back. He's still wearing the suit that he wore to dinner and it's extremely soft.
     The button at the back of my neck pops and the dress loosens. Alvar is quick to pull the dress down to my waist. His eyes meet mine in surprise. My nipples are covered by black flowers, I used these instead of a bra because of the backless dress. I blushed. He was now straddling me, his crotch right above my ribs. My hands slid up his thighs but stopped before his hips. He smiled down at me and put his hand on my breast.
     "I'm not Alvar," he said as his other hand slid down his zipper. He got up and started to slide of his pants. I sat up in confusion.
     "What?" It clicked then. He's the other one. Allen if I remember his name correctly. "How did you get in?"
     "The door," he chuckles and starts climbing on top of me. He pushes me back down. He grabs my hand and guides it to his cock. He's still wearing underwear. I look up at him and he starts giggling. I'm confused. He start laughing uncontrollably and gets off of me. Alvar is standing behind him looking livid. I sit up confused and suddenly cold. Allen reaches towards me then slaps my tit.
     "Ow," I cover myself and slide away. I give Alvar and Allen a confused look. Alvar angrily tosses me a shirt from the open suitcase on the floor. I hastily put it on and stand up, the dress drops to the ground and I remember I'm not wearing underwear. I pull the shirt down farther as Alvar starts kicking Allen out. I stand there awkwardly until Alvar throws some shorts at me.
     "Go to bed," I start to head to the couch. "No in bed. I said we'd share a room didn't I?"
     I crawl into bed not wanting to make him more upset. He turns the lights off and the ac on. "Could you leave the heat on? I get cold."
     "Well I get hot," he turns it down further then crawls into bed. "So you thought he was me?"
     "Yeah," I say into the dark. The AC kicks on and the vent is right above me. I scoot over towards him but the air is still shooting at me.
     "So you would have let me do that to you?" He asks. His voice is a whisper. I decide not to respond. His hand slides over to my waist. He pulls my into him so we're facing each other. He pulls my head into his chest and wraps his arms around me.
     "So you won't be cold," he rests his chin on the top of my head. Confusion fills me, I did not think this was how the night was going to go.