𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖 – 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕪
CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE | PLAY WITH FOOD
𓆩❤︎𓆪𓆩❤︎𓆪𓆩❤︎𓆪
Sophia had done as promised and kept an eye on Freddie. He thought he was texting his boss, colleagues and friends, but he wasn't. Every message was directly sent to her while she ruined his life day by day.
They were gonna make him disappear.
Freddie was fired after certain documents were sent to the station and banned from coming close to work. He was escorted personally on multiple occasions and warned to stay away from the operation after it was completely shut down. Also Sophia's fault.
What money couldn't help, she'd never know.
Freddie, or should she say Daniel, had decided to continue the operation on his own, unaware of how the only willing witness he had was slowly ruining his life and further isolating him until people stopped contacting him altogether. Under his name, she'd aired everyone's business out from the comfort of her home office, as Storm watched her work over her shoulder with a grin on his face.
Storm hadn't been more in love with her than then as he watched her ruin a poor working man's life.
It was only inevitable that Storm bend her over her desk and fucked her. One time became two and two quickly became a habit. Now whenever she was even close to her desk and her glasses sat low on the bridge of her nose made him fucking horny.
That week at the age of thirty-two, Storm realised something about himself and his body. He wasn't heterosexual. He was sapiosexual or maybe he was just Sophiasexual; he didn't know. The words don't differ in his brain. The only thing that mattered to him was that he'd realised it was her intelligence and smart mouth that made him fucking horny. He'd especially get horny watching her work on codes he didn't understand and when she tried to explain it to him.
He was a lost cause.
Sophia took her glasses off and furrowed her eyebrows. "Viktor. I'm talking to you."
He blinked and snapped his dazed eyes to hers. "What'd you say?"
Sophia smiled and raised her arms. "Come here." She decided to let go of the matter. It didn't matter anyway. She just wanted to ask what was for dinner.
Storm picked Sophia up and took her seat, allowing her to straddle him. The two ignored the evident hardness beneath her. He was always hard around her, after all, and Sophia had quickly realised that they literally couldn't spend the whole day fucking.
They'd tried and failed to fuck the libido out of each other. She only got more needy after she'd seen the extent of their stamina. Now she just wanted to fuck like rabbits every day despite her constant soreness.
"What is it, baby?"
She smiled and rested her head on his chest. "What's for dinner?"
His lips tugged. "Besides another fuckfest?"
Chuckling, she nodded. "Yes."
"Another protein bowl. Chilli shrimp."
She grinned. They'd realised not long ago that as long as the food was spicy, she'd eat it. "I love chilli shrimp."
He pressed a kiss against the top of her head. "I know, baby."
Sophia raised her head from his chest and pecked his lips. "Tonight?"
Storm grinned, nodding. "Tonight."
They were finally going to abduct Freddie. They'd been playing long enough with him during stage one and so stage two would commence now.
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Romansa"𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦." Sophia gasped as his hand tightened around her neck, his gun suddenly lowered to her heat, teasing her. The more she fought, the tighter his grip got and the more breathless she grew as he started moving the gun against her, making t...
