Noah
I entered the house like a fury, feeling the tiredness of the day on me.
I had found myself in one of our clubs in the city where a client had decided that choking the prostitute would be a good idea. Needless to say, I had to clean up the mess he had left behind, as well as take care of the rude customer.
I hated that s**t, but someone had to do the dirty work. I climbed the steps two by two until I got to the third floor, and then turned towards my room. I froze in the middle of the hallway and shook my head and then turned around and went to my new room.
In front of the door there was another bodyguard who looked at me carefully, I nodded my head and entered the room. By now the sun was setting, the lights in the corridor were on as well as those in the bedroom. The curtains were almost all drawn, covering the sun's rays.
My gaze wandered until I found Irina sitting on the bed, next to her was my sister, lying on her stomach with the computer in front of her. While she was talking disorderly.
Next to her, Irina seemed the portrait of composure instead. Sitting on her knees and hugging a pillow, she nodded to everything my sister was saying to her and only then did I realize the huge mistake I had made.
"Mia" I said scolding her and both turned to look at me, my sister looked at me defiantly, narrowing her eyes to two slits.
"Do you have any problems, big brother?" she asked in a sharp voice.
"You're my problem, little sister," I said, taking off my shoes and leaving them by the door.
I noticed that some boxes were arranged in the left corner, as well as some suitcases had been added, not mine of course.
"Well, fix it yourself," Mia commented, looking back at the computer screen.
I rolled my eyes "Mom is looking for you" I suddenly invented.
"If you want to kick me out of the room, make up another excuse," she commented, and Irina laughed.
I snorted, "Mia?" I asked more cordially.
"Yes?" she asked angelically.
"Out" I ordered them.
She snorted and closed the computer and then got out of bed and looked at Irina "If he bothers you blow a whistle, I know how to hide a corpse" she said making Irina giggle and I swear I've never heard a more melodious sound.
Mia left the room taking her shoes and closing the door behind her.
I looked at Irina and she looked at me, clutching the pillow to my body, she looked first at my face then at the rest of my body, causing a shiver all over my body.
"You solved... the urgent matter?" she asked me gently and I nodded "Did you kill anyone?" she asked immediately and I frowned.
"Today or in general?" I asked frowning and she rolled her eyes.
"Your shirt is stained with blood," she commented, and I looked at my shirt where there were a few drops of blood scattered at chest height.
"s**t" I said and unbuttoned it, taking it off and remaining bare-chested. I looked around for the dirty laundry basket.
My gaze fell on Irina who was completely red and had her eyes wide open. I looked at her and unbuttoned my pants, she opened her mouth wide and covered her eyes with her hands while I burst out laughing.
"Don't tell me you've never seen a bare-chested man," I told her, and she shook her head.
"What didn't you understand cloistered?" she asked breathlessly.
"You must have had television too" I said.
"Television is one thing, live television is another!" She said, shaking her head.
I laughed again then took the envelope I had left next to my shoes and approached, sitting on the bed and placing it next to her "I got you something" I told her and she looked at me through her fingers.
I pointed to the envelope as I bent down to take off my socks: "In all this mess I can't find the dirty laundry basket," I commented.
"It's in the bathroom" she said and took the envelope "We'll need rules" she added then "It's the first time someone buys me something, outside of my father I mean" she said then.
"Rules?" I said looking at her from over the shoulder "Has no one ever given you gifts?" I asked frowning.
"Do you remember? The cloister" he said as if I were stupid and I rolled my eyes "And yes, rules. Like, for example, not walking around the room naked," she said, shaking her head.
"I'm not naked" I commented and I looked at her as she took the box out of the bag then she looked up and looked at me snorting "This is not being naked, it's just a little chest" I commented and she rolled her eyes.
"What is it?" she then asked.
"A cell phone" I said looking at her and she arched an eyebrow "And before you ask yourself, yes it's yours and yes you keep it. I need you to be traceable and not have to talk to bodyguards all the time," I said.
She looked at me for a moment then sighed "I should say there was no need, but I'm too excited to have a phone to do it" she said in all honesty and I laughed.
"Open it" I said then I took the envelope and took out the sim card I had taken from her while she took the cards out of the box and opened it, showing the shiny gold phone.
She crossed her legs on the bed, almost throwing the pillow behind her as she concentrated as much as she could with her cell phone. With a sigh I sat down in front of her, crossing my legs and looking at her.
She took the necessary out of the box "First we have to put the sim" I said taking the paperclip. She handed me the phone and I took out the sim holder, she handed me the macro sim and I, carefully and carefully, arranged it, and then closed everything and turned on the cell phone.
I handed it to her and she looked at it, her brow furrowed and her tongue between her lips.
I looked at her enchanted then I shook my head and took the subscription sheets I had given her, she cleared my throat and took my cell phone, taking the password of the wifi we had in the room.
"The number is already blocked, I made sure that you can't be controlled by anyone, safety first" I told her "Put the pin" I instructed her and she did then I turned my cell phone towards her "Wifi" I continued and she typed quickly, making the cell phone connect.
She started with the initial settings. Irina listened diligently as I explained what she had to do. Together we set up her phone.
I helped her download some applications then she opened the envelope and I took out the other two boxes, one containing the computer the other the ipad she widened her eyes and they shone happily.
"I've already opened them to set them up, I'll give the cell phone to our security department for dinner so that they can fix it in a short time" I said opening the other boxes.
"In the suitcases Sergei brought me there was no my computer" she said opening the laptop and turning it on.
"I imagined," I said with a sigh, "At least you can have an excuse not to spend time with Mia," I told her.
"I like Mia, you know" she said shrugging her shoulders and I frowned, she looked at me "What's the matter?"
"I think you're the only person in the whole house who could stand it," I said.
"I'm also the only other woman in the house," she commented.
"Right" I said laughing then I got up "I'm going to take a shower. Dinner is at eight," I told her and she looked at the time and then nodded back to her new toys.
*****
I ran the towel through my wet hair as I walked out of the bathroom, with another towel around my hips. My eyes immediately rested on the bed, which I found empty and frowned, until I heard a sound coming from the walk-in closet.
With a sigh I looked out the door, finding several boxes and some suitcases and Irina sitting on the ground with an open suitcase in front of me.
"They were fast," I commented as I entered.
Irina simply turned her head and looked at me out of the corner of her eye and then returned to the suitcase "One of the maids offered to put your things in order" she said opening the zipper and I frowned "I told her that maybe you wanted to do it, since it was your stuff and you probably wanted to do it the way you liked it" she continued rotating the suitcase on the ground, I nodded and opened a box that contained some of my clothes "She replied that she knew exactly how you like things" she then added with icy tranquility and I froze, mentally cursing.
I turned my back, looking for a plausible excuse for whatever was going through her mind.
"You know," she said, and her tone was so cold that it sent shivers down my spine, "You might as well have warned me that I should watch my back from every maid in the house. Will they try to poison my food?" she asked and I sighed and then turned to look at her "Don't you know the use of clothes?" then she added arching an eyebrow and I shrugged my shoulders.
"I'll make sure they're not a problem," I said immediately.
I certainly didn't need her to go to my father to report the dirty looks and certainly the words that the maids of the house I had f****d said to her, almost all of them by the way. I certainly didn't need my father to give me yet another.
"I'm not going to tell your father" she said with a sigh and I frowned "And no, I don't read your mind, your face just talks too much, to be a man..." shesuddenly stopped and opened her eyes wide, and then snapped the suitcase back with a start.
She pushed it away and cleared her throat, while, with feigned calm, she opened the other suitcase "What are you hiding?" I asked her curiously.
She looked up at me, her cheeks were slightly flushed and her eyes sparkled, but she shrugged, as if she were calm "Nothing" she replied taking another suitcase and placing it in front of her as she began to open it.
Immediately curiosity took possession of me and I took a step towards the suitcase that had pushed away from her. When I bent over the suitcase she immediately stood in front of me and pushed it away and I looked at her frowning, she was so close that our faces almost touched each other and her scent of flowers invaded my senses almost clouding me.
I looked into her eyes, hers were slightly wide open, her cheeks were red. Emb... Embarrassed?
"Nothing?" I asked her, arching an eyebrow.
"It's not mine," she hastened to say, and that further increased my curiosity.
I stretched out my arm but she got in the way, stopping me a few centimeters from the suitcase. I tried again and she pushed her with her other hand. I laughed and stretched again, almost covering her with my body and crushing her under me. I tried not to admit how extremely perfect she was and how she molded perfectly with my body.
She squeaked as I grabbed the suitcase, grabbed my hands, trying to block them and I looked at her, she shook her head "No" she said biting her lower lip.
My eyes snapped to her lips and blood flowed to a part of my body. Hers was practically glued to mine, her soft curves wedged with mine, her labored breathing tickled my chin and I felt my c**k hardening and I was only covered by a f*****g towel and I don't think it would have been appropriate to introduce her to my d**k right away, who seemed particularly interested in her.
"Tell me what's in the suitcase" I said clearing my throat, but my gaze was amused "And I won't look at it myself" I continued.
She bit her lower lip and shook her head, panicked.
I laughed and with a jerk he opened the suitcase "NO!" she shouted trying to close it.
She turned but I grabbed her with my arms, pinning her against my chest. Now we were kneeling on the ground, her between my legs, my hands clasping her wrists, my bare chest against her back and my chin above her head.
"What do we have here?" I asked, amused as I saw a pile of lingerie inside the suitcase.
"You're a d**k," Irina said, freeing her hand and punching me on the thigh.
Fuck if it hurt me. I grunted and I let go of her as she leaned over the suitcase and tried to close it.
"It's useless, I've already seen it" I said while massaging the spot where he had hit me.
"It's not mine!" she immediately defended herself "That... that..." she began to say "b***h!" she then said at the end and I burst out laughing loudly, deserving a scowl from her.
"Too bad" I said "That looked interesting" I commented.
"I have no doubt about it" she growled "My stepmother has a rather strange idea of coexistence" she commented.
"I think she has a precise idea" I said and she struck me and I raised my hands in the air "Come on, show me what you thought you might need" I told her playing.
She buried her head in her shoulders and sighed, then opened the suitcase again. I stood next to her and watched her pull out a bright pink lace thong with two fingers, as if it were the filthiest thing she was touching.
She looked at the underwear repulsively and I laughed as she took the other side and put it in front of her face. On one strip there were small diamonds that formed letters with the word DADDY shining excessively.
I burst out laughing, throwing my head back and she threw that miserable piece of cloth in my face: "It's not even my color!" she complained, making me laugh even more.
She began to look at things in the suitcase, pulling out some pieces that were particularly interesting and captured me. I looked at some black lace babydolls with interest.
"We can very well send this back to the sender," said Irina, rummaging inside.
Before she could close it, I took some things that interested me and she electrocuted me "Are you serious?" she asked me in dismay.
"I could use them," I said, shrugging my shoulders.
"I don't think they're your size" she said getting up and pushing the suitcase into a corner "I didn't think you liked trying on women's underwear" she added later.
"I'd be very sexy" I said and she gave me a dirty look. Then he took some things and went out of the walk-in closet and into the bathroom.
I gave a mischievous smile and took the suitcase back, then rummaged inside.