Disclaimer: All characters, places, and events in this story are purely fictional and have no bearing in reality. All characters are also well above the age of 18.
This chapter is split between Tessa and Jolie so enjoy the both of them. Enjoy!
Tessa: Female, 20-ish, curly brown hair, hazel eyes, pale skin, plus-size (hourglass), 5'9"
Darrien: Male, 30/40-ish, dark hair and eyes, pale skin, weightlifter body type (not body builder), 5'9"
Jolie: Female, 20-ish, long dark hair, dark eyes, mocha skin, slim/svelte body, 5'11"
Terry/Boss: Male, 40-ish, long red hair, dark eyes, native American, slim, 5'5"
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Tessa stared at the huge Jacuzzi tub sitting in the corner of windows that looked out over a metropolis far below. Darrien had brought her here, through one of the doors down the hallway they'd had a fun time in, to his gym and pool. She'd already gaped her fill at the lap pool with deep end on the other side of the room. The word 'room' being a misnomer because while it had walls it only had them on two sides and all the rest were ceiling to floor windows. Tessa couldn't quite work out what her response should be to all this wealth. It made sense since the man had purchased her for a hefty amount of money so seeing all this should be common but something about Darrien made her feel like he went for the bare minimum in most things. What does that say about me? Am I the bare minimum or a pretty purchase? She shook her head free of the thoughts.
"Arms up," Darrien said.
Tessa complied and let him peel the dress off her body. He tossed it to the side before turning back to her and one-handedly unclasping her bra behind her back and pulling that off as well. Completely comfortable being naked with him in low lighting was very different from standing nude in front of windows. Her hands twitched to cover her flaws but she was distracted when Darrien unbuttoned himself. Every piece of clothing removed made her forget more and more what she'd worried about. Seeing a man, this man in particular, undressing for her was a rush of confidence she badly needed. At the Business she'd always imagined that the only time she'd see a naked man was one of the Business employees taking a taste of the goods off the books. It had never happened before her when she'd been there but she'd heard enough rumors. This, however, felt like a dream that may wisp away. Darrien was hers, wanted her, owned her, and hadn't wanted any of the others. It's not real, her inner thoughts whispered maliciously.
Darrien, fully bared now, squatted down to turn on the Jacuzzi. She relaxed while watching the play of muscles down his back, eyebrows shooting up as she ogled his ass. Damn. He turned to her and held out a hand to lead her down the steps. Watching him walk into the Jacuzzi was mouthwatering. Tessa knew Darrien could guess where her thoughts had gone because his mouth twitched into a small smirk before flattening back out into his traditional facial expression. The man liked to pretend he didn't feel much. It made it all the better knowing she'd gotten him to laugh out loud and smile wide just for her. After he sat he pulled her onto his lap and moved her hair to the side.
"We'll have to take these off for the job," he said with a kiss to her collar. His hands wrapped around the cuffs on her wrists.
A pang of sadness came and went so fast that Tessa let it pass. "We will, sir?"
Darrien nodded then kissed her neck. Letting her head loll back on his shoulder Tessa let herself enjoy the hot tub. They sat in the silence of the tub bubbling, sated from their meal earlier and their fucking in the hallway. It's too good to be true, Tessa hated her insecurity and shoved it down deep. I'm trusting him and myself. It's only too good to be true because it's so good. Shut up anxiety.
"So, I'm great?" Darrien broke into her thoughts. He alluded to her answer when Jolie had asked how she'd been after being purchased from the Business.
Tessa laughed in response.
"No elaboration?"
"Very great," she deadpanned, "Sir."
She could feel his eyes tracking every twitch she made. Waiting him out was affecting her. Tessa wriggled but all that did was wedge his growing erection between her cheeks.
"What's the job?" Tessa asked.
Darrien was silent. He played with the wet curls of her hair before playfully biting her shoulder with a small sting of teeth.
"Darrien," his name slipped out. She was getting into the bad habit of thinking of him as Darrien only and not Sir or Master or anything else that could be considered Business etiquette. True, she'd never had official training but she'd taken the same courses as all the other goods.
A small sound escaped him, sounding suspiciously like a sigh.
"I'm planning to train you to be a maid," his answer not quite an answer.
Tessa bit her lip, her brows scrunching together. A maid? Is this a hint that I need to clean more?
"I'll be sending you into a dangerous situation as a. . .spy of sorts."
She nodded for him to continue.
"You already know how to clean from the Business, I'll mainly be training you in the espionage part."
A spy? Better than a maid, maybe, Tessa thought to herself. Then reality caught up to her. Spying was dangerous and insane. She may have blended well into the background at the Business as Tessa the Tester but she didn't want to be that way for Darrien. Having his attention had her idea of herself changing. Were these past few days just a ploy to have someone ingratiated to him enough to be his mole? Am I just collateral damage with a perk?
"You can say no," Darrien said seriously.
Can I? I'm not so sure, Tessa thought before speaking aloud.
"I want to help you any way I can."
