Boudoir Secrets

Chapter 81

Paul stood outside the gate and waited patiently. He knew it wasn't going to be easy but it was worth a try. The situation with Sharline had made him re-evaluate his own situation and where he wanted to be. It wasn't doing what he had been paid to do!

The minutes dragged on and felt like hours before he finally heard the click of the gate and hesitantly let himself in. Two half-grown Illyrian shepherd puppies growled menacingly and appeared to be watching him, in attack mode but luckily a noise in the shrubs caught their attention and they bounded off.

He walked up the familiar path that was now littered with doggy-doo and chewed up toys. How much information was he willing to disclose? Did she really need to know everything.

The dogs smelt the person lurking in the bushes and barked. They didn't like the man walking into the house but they liked this one far less. More pieces of meat were fed through the fence and ignored. The dogs were well instructed and only ate what their owner fed them. They liked her and wanted to please her. One of the dogs managed to take a bite and the rip of fabric, accompanied by a long string of curses were barely audible over the barking.

He had not anticipated visitors. Especially this one. Anger filled his veins and he stuck his hand in throwing caution to the wind, trying desperately to retrieve the missing sleeve. 

Blood gushed where the dog's teeth scratched the surface of his hand but he was successful!

Turning away, he plotted what to do next.