Chapter 98: One Hell Of A Wake-up

Chapter 98: One Hell Of A Wake-up o

Gregorio

"Why are you showing me this?" Camilla asked in interest.

"Firstly, it means I get to spend more time with you." I said, liking the way her expression shows that feeling is more than mutual.

"And secondly, I thought this might make you feel a little more comfortable around the club." Once again, she shifted.

"How so?" She asked.

Moving my mouse with my hand, I clicked the file open and the screen showed endless amounts of personal information about the man's image.

"Every single member of our club has to go through extremely in-depth background checks before their application is acceptable." I swiped to the next page.

"Hired professionals by us complete these screening and then a general report is sent over to me, the one who makes the final decision."

I quickly skipped over things like names, address, personal phone number and things like that, scrolling right to the section I was searching for with all of the findings and results, I zoomed in just a little for her to see.

"This man has no concerning matters on his criminal records nor social media. He is educated, trained through our business in the beginner course to becoming a slave and based on his credit history and current income, it is clear there will be no issues with him paying us his fees."

I watched as her eyes widened a little at all of this information. The facts that I just voiced out are barely even the beginning of just how detailed every report is.

"To answer your question, sweetheart, I just wanted you to see for yourself that just anyone with money is able to attend that section of the building. Every bartender, securities, paying members and janitors. They are all hand chosen by myself personally or someone I know is trustworthy."

I saw understanding passes over her features, now that she knows the vast extent of safety measures that are in place and consistently maintained. I want her to feel more than comfortable everywhere she is with us, the club being especially high on the list of locations.

"So that is your job then? Hand selecting the new members of Gravity?"

"One of many." I said, my eyes quickly wandering over all of the clean records scored for various things in this man's life.

"This isn't the most exciting part of what I do, but I figured it would give both of us a chance to relax for a little while before later."

"Later?" Her eyebrows furrowed in question, her beautiful eyes locking on mine.

"Well, since you are going to be at work all night, I figured we could maybe take you out for an early dinner before you start." I watched as her eyes light up and a small smile tugs at the sides of her lips.

"I would really love that." She said, planting a kiss to the line of my jaw before turning back to look at my laptop screen again.

I was a little surprised by her act of affection but I wasn't complaining in the least. I loved how easy things are feeling with his, it is like nothing else matters to me but her and my two brothers. Honestly, it is a feeling I thought I would never get to indulge in.

"Good," I smirked, shifting a bit beneath her.

"Because I would really like that too."

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I walked into the living room to find Adriano and Domenico leaning against the railing of our balcony connected to the side. I can tell that things are tense between them, it has been that way since Adriano decided to start keeping secrets from us.

Yes, I am a little hurt by that or even more but I am more concerned about how big this information must be for him to keep it from the two closest people in his life. My plan was to talk to both of them before we left but seeing as they are already deep in conversation, I decided to go upstairs to see how Camilla is doing instead.

After I told her about us taking her out for dinner, she said she wanted to go upstairs and lay down for a little before we headed out. It was an hour ago when I led her to my room and she got comfortable under the covers of my bed.

It is very clear that yesterday had drained her which is yet another reason why I canceled our scene tonight. I do know that with proper continuous care, she will be more than ready to meet with me tomorrow as a substitute for tonight.

Moving up the stairs two at a time, I turned down the hallway and took a couple of steps towards the door to my room. It didn't take me long as I quietly opened my door and found a heap of her hair splayed out across my pillow, a content breath coming from her body. The sight of her affects me in so many different ways but the most prominent one is me wondering what the hell I did right to deserve the privilege of calling this beautiful woman mine.

I closed the door so quietly behind me, I walked inside and towards her and found half of her face buried in my pillow and the other half showing her eyes closed and her eyebrows narrowed a little. Is she having a nightmare?

Stepping towards her side of bed, I moved over the sheet in front of her and lay down to look at her beautiful features showing both relaxation and something else that I am not sure of. Just as my hand reaches up to her face to wake her up, a small moan escapes her mouth causing me to freeze entirely in surprise. Her lips parted and a smirk pulled up across my lips as I realized what kind of dream she was really having.

Instinctively, I noticed how her leg found mine in her sleep, hooking over my shin just to have some form of contact with me.

"Sir, please." I heard a small whimper fall from her mouth and I silently groaned at how hot she was before an idea came to my head.

Smiling to myself, I feel my own cheeks grow warm as my hand breezes over her collarbone, chest and stomach before finding the waistline of those teasing little shorts she pulls on this morning. They made it very easy for me to slip my hand past the stretchy material beneath the simple underwear she had on and straight to her heat.

The second my fingers found her slit, they became soaked as more sounds of pleasure fell past her slightly parted lips. My eyes were full of desire as I watched her, sinking two of my fingers inside her and curling them up to tease again her G-spot. She was already so turned on from the dream that her walls were clamping down and tightening around my fingers, her body seemingly ready to orgasm from just a few strokes.

Thanks to her leg hooked over mine, it leaves her spread open just enough that my thumb can come up to find her clit. Her hips began to rock in small desperate circles, seeking out my every touch with every movement but something was missing. I wanted her awake when she was released, I am sure of that. Sinking my fingers deeper inside her, I added just enough pressure to her clit to have her eyes fluttering open and meeting mine in slight daze. Her eyelashes followed as she glanced down before closing them again in pleasure.

"Cum," my voice is a quiet demand but it is one she happily obliged.

Her release quickly found my fingers as I continued to pump them upwards, moving in to kiss her bottom lip that was begging to be taken as her mouth parted in pleasure. I soaked up every second of her orgasm, smiling as I nipped at her mouth, kissing her even though her mind was too foggy to do anything but lazily meet my actions. Her chest pants heavily as her eyes slowly open up, blinking as she meets mine.

"That is one hell of a wake up." She let out a small smile as she shifted closer to me.

"Is it time to go?" She mumbled against my lips after a moment of breath.

I seem to need to catch my own breath as her thumb mindlessly traces over my jaw as if it had a brain of its own controlling it.

"Whenever you are ready." I replied, wishing we could just lay like this forever.

Honestly, I think I could and I would.

A small sign left her lips as she forced herself up from her reclined position, untangling the leg she just realized was wrapped over mine. I rolled onto my back and watched as she stepped off the bed and over to the mirror mounted on the wall.

Her small fingers idly play with the strands of her hair, moving them back into place on either side of her middle part. Unlike other times, I just noticed she wasn't wearing any makeup today. And I also saw that there was a small indent on the side of her face from where her cheeks rested against the pillow and I couldn't help but smile to myself at how relaxed she looked.

"What?" She grinned as her eyes met mine in the mirror.



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