I picked my phone back up. Azeira was fun to play with. Because I knew how she reacted to rough play in the bedroom, it made things more interesting for me. She didn’t know I was the man she had lain with multiple times and allowed to wreck her body.
I was in the middle of reading something from Nolan when Azeira spoke again.
“I want to go see my mother soon.” Pausing, I lifted my eyes and faced her again, keeping my face blank. “You know I won’trun because I don’t want harm to come to my daddy, but I want to see my mom. I want to hang out with Jatavia too.”
“And what exactly makes you think you can make such demands?”
“They’re not demands. I’m just telling you what I want. All I see is your staff and house day in and day out. There’s only so much cleaning I can do. Your staff doesn’t acknowledge me. I get lonely there. I won’t even be gone long, just a couple of hours.”
My eyes narrowed. Truthfully there was no reason she couldn’t leave and visit her mother or her friend besides the simple fact I didn’t want her to. I had become selfish since having her in my presence. Even if I paid her no mind half the time, knowing she was in my house under my watch was enough for me.
Instead of responding to her, I turned back to my phone. She sighed loudly and scooted away from me when I refused to give her an answer.
Azeira was my captive. She might not know it but she was at my house to serve a purpose and tame the desire I had built for her.
I leaned back in my office chair when my office door was pushed open and Jeremy stepped inside. He closed the door behind him and walked to my desk, setting the bag in his hand on my desk, then taking a seat.
Today I was working in the office, handling some legal affairs. I had a few more meetings once I got this one out the way.
I grabbed the bag and unzipped it, looking inside seeing money.
“This doesn’t look like a hundred grand,” I stated, lifting my eyes to meet his. He shifted in his seat and ran his hands down his pants. For a second I thought of his daughter. She did the same thing when she was uncomfortable.
Jeremy cleared his throat. “It’s not. It’s only twenty right now.”
My jaw clenched as my eyes narrowed. “What the fuck am I supposed to do with twenty grand?”
“I had more, but my wife is about to get surgery and I—”
“I don’t give a fuck about that. I told you I didn’t want to see you until you had my money. Do I need to take another incentive to get my money?”
His nostrils flared slightly and he sat straighter. “You’ll have your money by my deadline. I was just hoping if I made payments my daughter could be released and—”
I shut him down instantly. “No.”
“But—”
“The answer’s no. Your daughter is mine for the next five months or until I decide to give her back. You knew the consequence when you got in bed with the devil. You’re lucky I was in a generous mood and all I took was a finger at the time because most people aren’t that lucky.”
His hand ran down his mouth and his eyes hardened. “My wife is starting to get suspicious. I’ma get the money in time, I just want to renegotiate our terms.”
Irritation filled me. “That sounds like a personal problem to me.” I glanced inside the bag again, then tossed it back into his lap.
“The next time I see you, I want my money in full. I don’t do payment plans and I don’t do renegotiations. Unless you want tobe down another body part.” I could tell he wasn’t happy with my response, but that was a personal problem.
“Well then I guess we have nothing else to talk about.” Jeremy’s body was tense as he stood and grabbed the bag off the desk.
“I’ll tell your daughter you said hello.” I smirked. He glared at me. His jaw ticked. I was sure if he had a gun right now I’d be dead, but that was like most people I dealt with.
Jeremy left my office and I turned to my computer, turning it on and clicking on the file that brought the cameras at my house up. Azeira was in her room, tending to the rose she took from my garden. She clipped the stem and ran her hand over the red petals.
Her body jumped and she looked around before going under her pillow and grabbing her phone. She didn’t know that I knew she had taken her phone back, but I wasn’t bothered by that. I had it cloned and received any texts she got on the burner phone I had.
Going into my desk, I grabbed the phone and looked at the messages. She was texting her friend who texted her daily to check on her. It was comical to me that she feared so much for her friend, which she should considering the predicament her friend was in.
My eyes bounced between the phone and computer screen. Azeira pretty much did the same thing day in and day out. She stayed in her room most of the time after she finished cleaning. Sometimes she spent time in the garden or by the pool. Watching her without her knowing was exciting for me. It sent a rush through my body. Like I was the big bad wolf, stalking his prey.
I was in my music room, currently playing a Mozart piece when a knock on the door caused me to pause. I had gotten lost in the music, just like I always did, so being interrupted did nothing but irritate me.
