Caspian opened his eyes slowly, staring across a low mahogany table to an unfamiliar couch. He frowned as he tried to retrieve his memories, where was...
He didn’t even need to ask, his memories returning unbidden. His unfortunate encounter with Mafia King Nikolai for the second time, Hannah’s betrayal, Asher coming to get him...
He closed his eyes again and let out a soft groan, wondering how his life had become this.
He was still wearing the dress and heels, draped across a wine-colored velvet couch, his pale skin and champagne-colored dress contrasting with the deep rich color.
Caspian slowly sat up, relieved that he wasn’t hungover and the effects of the alcohol were completely gone. How long had he been out? Where was he?
A familiar voice brought his attention to the door, he was in a private room, Asher leaning against the door, his hair falling over his face.
Caspian hummed, sinking into the plush cushions on the couch. He was surprised that he hadn’t been taken back to the mansion but considering that was where he had been taken from, it was no surprise that Asher didn’t do that.
He sat up straight when Asher crossed the distance between them and joined him on the couch. He didn’t think he had it in him to ward off the advances of another Alpha.
Ward off... He didn’t protest when Asher pushed him down to the couch, sinking his fingers into the Alpha’s hair when he joined their lips together.
He had the presence of mind to break off the kiss, looking up at Asher and then flicking his eyes to the side. "Can I return to the mansion?"
Asher’s fingers rubbed lazy circles into his sides, the Mafia King looking very thoughtful about his request. "Don’t you want to keep me company while I work?"
Not if work entailed what was currently happening, no. "I-I... won’t I be a bother?" He tried carefully, knowing that he would lose the moment Asher ran out of patience.
Asher sat back and pulled him with him, a hand on his waist, the distance between their crotches very minimal. "Not if you sit pretty... on me..."
Caspian expected that other shoe to drop, he didn’t want to stay even more now. "You wouldn’t get any work done that way."
This back and forth between them was starting to happen more frequently, Asher’s eyes twinkling. He was clearly enjoying their exchange while Caspian was starting to get apprehensive.
"Try me," He taunted, lips tilting in a crooked smile.
He would really rather not. "Please?" He resorted to begging. If he was going to be found out, he would prefer for it not to be such a public place.
Unlike Nikolai who had been unfazed by his begging, Asher backed down, a hint of concern in his eyes. "You’re right, I wouldn’t get any work done," He agreed generously.
Caspian gratefully accepted the kiss given to him, forgetting himself and letting his weight drop on Asher.
The Alpha held him close, his hands sliding over the swell of his ass. Asher pulled away from the kiss first which was a relief because he was starting to get a little lost in it.
He quickly got off him and rose to his feet, his arms wrapped around himself as he looked away shyly from Asher’s heated gaze.
Asher kept to his words and let him return to the mansion, Jael the one to drive him back, as well as a couple of unmarked cars with blacked-out windows.
"Don’t go anywhere with anyone unless I’m the one driving you there," Jael broke the silence. "You’ll be given a phone that you are to keep on you at all times."
It wasn’t Caspian’s fault that he had fallen for Hannah’s ploy but he felt like he was being scolded by the Beta. "Y-Yes s... I-I mean okay," He stuttered out.
He had almost said Yes sir, Jael was rather intimidating.
"Did Nikolai tell you anything?" He asked, eyes narrowing curiously.
"He wanted me to leave Asher and be with him. He offered to pay me triple."
Caspian realized how crazy his encounter with the cold Mafia King had been now that he was saying it out loud.
Jael’s expression became shuttered, "And what did you say?"
Caspian shot the Beta a tired look, "What do you think I said?"
That shut Jael up, he supposed he kind of expected it considering that the Omega wasn’t a typical money-hungry bitch. And it wasn’t his bias talking when he said Asher was a better option than Nikolai.
He didn’t make the sex life of the Mafia Kings his priority but Nikolai hardly hid his preferences. Most women wouldn’t accept his offer because the Alpha was more than a little insane.
Caspian was grateful to be back in Asher’s bedroom, he never thought he would say that but even though it was his prison, it had been the safest place for him so far.
He had wanted to ask Jael about Hannah but he thought better of it, he had a feeling that he wouldn’t like what he would hear.
He dropped off his new phone on the bedside table, taking off his heels. He walked into the closet with them in hand, he would need to change into something more comfortable.
Even as he put on a little top and his sole freshly washed pair of silk shorts, Caspian couldn’t help but consider the possibility that he had only been generously given clothes for outings.
And there was next to nothing to wear indoors because he wasn’t supposed to wear much of anything as a sex slave.
His reaction to that was a bit of unease and arousal, and a hint of self-loathing. He shrugged off those thoughts and got into bed with his makeup on.
He should have taken a shower but he really didn’t want to do much of anything, somehow managing to fall asleep again although he had just woken up shortly before.