Top Note

Chapter 29

Darcel

I kept the water running at the wash basin as I tried to shave my untamed stubble, the entire attempt was focused  towards avoiding to roll the razor under the chin where my wife had marked me so passionately.

 I hated shaving on weekends, but then again grandfather's call ruined my plans of just  having a day to myself with Eriantha wrapped around my arms for the whole time. however, that old man had no sense of shame when it came to treating me like a pushover. Maximilian Karwitz had once again very conveniently dumped another one of his image cleaning jobs to me, and even when I abhorred it my current situation demanded compliance.

It was Ulrich Murrow's birthday, and grandfather expected me to attend the party simply because Leonel won't be able to make it, or rather he wants Leonel to stay put. Leo had made it to the club the previous night though. I didn't need to be told that there was something else behind this, to begin with, after the Davytan fiasco, Maximilian Karwitz was keeping 'his family' and especially Leonel away from the public eye, and more because it was no hidden secret that currently he has been banging Harley Murrow, so appearing at the Murrows' party would be a just cutting an unnecessary slack for the news headlines for all wrong reasons.  The Davytan issue wasn't completely my fault, and the  entire incident never went public, but the old man was too wound up.
He even wasn't going to send uncle Benjamin, however the Ulrich Murrow was too important to be declined, so I was chosen  to do the patchwork on behalf of the Karwitz at the party today. Along with that  Maximilian Karwitz wanted me to have a guilt trip that the whole Davytan issue happened because of me, which obviously I am not buying, but convincing him otherwise was difficult, and he definitely wanted me to fail at all costs, so even if I go to the party and get roughed up, he would conveniently dust off his hands and say that it wasn't something he was aware of and I am the dirt of the family. He would love to watch Karwitz perfume to fall, and the more challenges he hurls at me, the more zealous I become to prove him wrong.
I have always turned every disadvantage into an opportunity. However the problem with the party isn't with what my grandfather thinks, I give a damn about his thoughts anyway, it's about Leonel's suspicious text something which he had sent last night .

<< I have probably fucked up for real this time. Sending an SOS to my big bro please send Sebastian real quick, Flavia wouldn't be helping me with this one.>>

This dick of a brother must have climbed straight out of purgatory.

Not involving Flavia meant it was related to woman, Leo's secretary worked for him under the condition that she would never clear his mess related to women. Recently fucking things up has become a hobby for him.
I had checked his message this morning and sent a brief text to Sebastian, just before my wife seduced me with her feisty challenge.
I groaned inwardly, and resisted myself to just fuck this party, and go back to bed and wrap my arms around her only to wake her up and intoxicate myself in her, until she screams my name in her ecstatic voice.

Don't even think about waking her now Dar, have mercy.

Even my inner demon was throttled by my venereal thoughts.
I wasn't to be blamed, I told myself, Eriantha was intoxicating, and  there were endless things I wanted to do to her, despite the fact that we had crazy sex since the crack of dawn only until before when she had almost passed out.She couldn't be blamed, for I was no less than a wolf in heat with her, and even though she was inexperienced, but Eriantha in the throes of passion was bedazzling. The more I tasted her, the more I wanted her, like a viper I wished to swallow up all of her, until we were one.
I glanced at the mirror  at my pectoral muscles gaping at me with angry red marks, clawed by my little vixen. What we had was nothing like my past encounters with other women, I always preferred them pinned down with their back against me, they couldn't touch me as they pleased let alone dig their nails on my flesh.