by Taylor R. C.
- Gi!
She heard the hurried call and left the thin mattress running towards the old back door, saw Oliver, smiling, as if he had won a big prize.
- What did you get, little Oli?
He was no longer small for a long time, but nicknames were never lost.
- Whatever I get ... Happy birthday, sis!
He said taking a piece of cake from behind him that filled his eyes with tears ...
...
Gisele opened her eyes, leaving that dream that was actually such an old memory. Occasionally she dreamed of that time that she preferred to forget for the most part, but perhaps, moments like the one she lived with her brother was all that was closest to love? It maybe was. She took a deep breath, watching the morning light fill the luxury room, feeling the big, warm body at her side.
She was lying on the Baron's chest, smelling of man, sex and her, the night had been long, she had only managed to sleep when it was already dawn, but thanks to that dream she was already awake, but obviously tired. James had a lot of accumulated disposition and didn't joke when he said that sleeping would be the last thing he would let her do, but of course there was no complaint on his part, in fact, he was very happy to have been so "taken care" by him.
- You have a very restless sleep!
His voice sounded deep and lazy, Gisele smiled, letting his hand slide down his abdomen, up to his chest, playing with the soft hairs there.
- How can you know if you barely let me sleep?
- Well I didn't see you complaining ... I think just hearing something like "don't stop James", "yes James", "oh please James" ...
Gisele raised her face to face him, slapping his chest and saw the easy smile on his lips.
- You bastard, what a mediocre imitation!
James smiled even more at the outrage of that beautiful face and reached out to touch his cheek.
- I'll try to improve ... - Sighed pretending remorse. - Your eyes are even more amazing at this time of day, it's so beautiful!
He wasn't really playing, the light on her back, bathing that brown hair, created a divine aura. James caressed the female face watching her lean over his touch and he felt as if he was defiling her in some way, maybe he did, but the selfish part of him allowing himself to have her for a while was not listening to what his conscience or what the guilt said.
- You can be a prince when you want ...
Gisele threw herself over him, kissing his chest, climbing up to his neck, nibbling him.
- Oh no honey, I don't have that title! - She looked up at him smiling.
- What a pity then ...
He held her chin, his finger sliding over her bottom lip, not restraining himself, bent down to bite him.
- Did I say your mouth is beautiful too? - Gisele laughed still being kissed.
- You may have said, but I was distracted.
James stole another kiss before throwing his head back to the pillow.
- Hell! I'm starving and yet I want to lose myself in your body once again!
- You have a voracious appetite ... - He laughed and she kissed him. - You know ... Oh shit!
Gisele stopped when she caught a glimpse of the time on the clock on the side table, James followed her gaze and frowned, it was only nine.
- What's the problem?
She hurriedly got up trying to get over him, but James turned around bringing her with him, throwing her on her back on the bed, trapping her.
- James! I have a meeting now, I totally forgot ...
That was the absolute truth, Benett said that she would need to report to Ryan Codes' team leader for the restoration of the painting, and if she lost it her head would roll.
- What meeting?
- Now about the work I did ... - She got serious. - Don't even try to make me lose because even if that happens you won't get rid of me like that!
- Then the kitten has sharp nails ... - James teased and stole a kiss.
- James!
- Okay, I'm not going to make you lose anything, I'm a man of my word. We have an agreement, honey!
He got off her, Gisele watched him quickly, relaxed and beautiful to die in the center of that bed, giving an exasperated sigh she got up dragging the sheet next to her and running towards the bathroom, heard a laugh from him. James alone picked up his cell phone to warn Bartor that he would need him to take Miss. Linsey at his blessed meeting.
Gisele hurriedly showered, finding two more purple marks from the dirty mouth of the Baron of Blackcastle, one on the inside of her thigh and the other below her left breast, not to mention the one on her neck. That would have to be said, the man could not go out and mark it like this, as if he were leaving a signature of possession.
She rolled her eyes, still not understanding how she had lost track of time, or rather, everything after that night with James. When she finally came out of the bathroom, she found a tray full of breakfast which he had already eaten, but he had clearly thought of her, since she had two cups and seemed to have jammed several toasts which she arranged in a mound in the saucer, the gesture it was strangely welcoming to Gisele.
- Hi, isn't there a little time to put something in that belly?
James asked as he watched her watch him fix his freshly dried hair.
- I think not!
Gisele turned and entered the closet James had a clear view of and was extremely pleased when he saw her take off her robe, getting naked, like a true goddess.
- It is a pity, because it is very tasty.
- Are you sure you're talking about coffee? - She teased.
- You little devil ...
She laughed wearing white panties, the same color as her bra, picking up a white dress in a tube style, wearing it hurriedly, going back to the bedroom in search of her makeup bag.
- Where did I leave that? She asked herself.
- I never thought it was exciting to see a woman getting dressed.
- Does that mean you never saw one doing that?
Gisele gave the guy in the middle of the bed a smart look that smiled in agreement.
- Not that I remember.
She found her suitcase on the corner sofa and then burst out laughing, she couldn't resist, went to him, accepting the toast that he put in her mouth, swallowed quickly and gave him a chaste kiss.
- I am delighted to hear that, I hate comparisons!
- Doesn't every woman hate it? James shrugged.
- Some don't! He pointed to the toast. - Give me another one!
- Bossy little thing!
Gisele could not deny that it was and he obeyed, she then left him, running to finish getting ready, when he returned James was still eating. She took a nude pumps and looking for another bag, but did not find the one she wanted, so she went to the bedroom to get the one she wore, but this time the Baron was standing wearing only his underwear, looking like an Adonis on earth, but holding out a glass plastic.
- Here, coffee, why don't they say that Americans can't live without it?
Another thoughtful gesture from him, she liked it, but she wondered how long it would last, she knew that “game of attentions better” than anyone.
- It's true, almost everyone, but me mainly. - She accepted the glass and stretched giving him a kiss. - See you later?
James hugged her around his waist, returning that sweet kiss and not wanting to let go.
- Yes ... - He kissed her again. - Bartor, my driver, is already down there, he will take you!
The man was quick to put things his way, but Gisele saw no harm in that, at least not until then, after all he really needed a quick ride.
- It's all right! - She tried to walk away, but he wouldn't let her. - James, I need to go ...
- Can we go see the house for you today?
Gisele saw how the man was an opportunist, taking advantage of a moment of haste to get the answer he wanted, in fact, James did that, but little did he know it was exactly that type of offer that the woman wanted.
- Oh, fi
ne, but now let me go?
He agreed, gave her another kiss, then released her with a smile from someone who had closed a deal.
- Great ... By the way it is very beautiful, do not destroy hearts along the way, please!
Gisele laughed, grabbing her bag, winking at the Baron and enjoying a little more of his half-naked sight.
- Kisses, Sir. Blackcastle!
James watched the woman turn and leave, just then sat down, taking a deep breath, looking around. He had a vague idea of what he was doing, he still did not know how to manage what he had just started with Gisele, but he needed to establish some terms for himself or he would soon go crazy, when he was with her beside him he felt different, but when she walked away guilt was beginning to eat away at him, maybe it was just his conscience telling him what not to do.
£££
The building where Gisele was received was as luxurious as the one that belonged to the Baron of Blackcastle, she walked through the hall, accompanied by an advisor assigned to look after the “new hires” for the Ryan Codes art restoration team.
- Miss. Stham is waiting for you. - The aide said opening the door to a room. - You may come in!
- Thanks!
Gisele thanked her and went in, found a tall, blonde, socially dressed girl standing behind the table talking on her cell phone, she smiled and motioned for her to sit, and so she did, it took a short minute until Miss. Stham would give you full attention.
- Hello, you must be Gisele Linsey, the divine American providence for my team. She smiled and held out her hand. - I'm Victoria Stham, general coordinator of Mr. Codes' art collection.
- Nice to meet you! - Gisele squeezed her hand before she sat down. - Your assistant told me about a certain urgency, but I didn't know it was so much!
"Oh, I'm not a mystery, we needed someone like a resume like yours to take care of the restoration!" Victoria said bluntly.
- I am flattered!
It was, because if Gisele's curriculum was really real, they would have discovered that she took only a few courses in conservation and restoration, since much of her knowledge came with years and years of counterfeiting, working with the best counterfeiters, she probably knew more than many professionals, but only because they learned in a “peculiar” way.
- May I ask why you left the work of the New York museum?
I never worked there dear ... Gisele thought, her expression only remained calm, while mentally she wanted to laugh and say that all she read was Benett who wrote.
- New airs, I wanted to travel!
- I think I can understand ... - She said sympathetically. - But I must say that since he agreed to work with us he will have to stay for a season, Mr. Codes has a collection that goes far beyond van Gogh, he wants to do an auction of some pieces, so the team we hire will have a long work season !
It couldn't have been more perfect for the plans of Gisele, who was already thinking of a way to stay in London longer after this excuse to work for Mr. Code, but at least she wouldn't have to worry, it seemed. have enough time to get the Baron of Blackcastle to his knees and eat from his hand.
- I am willing to spend a long season here, I loved London ...
Victoria looked like she would make a comment, however, the door to the room was opened and a very well-dressed, dark-haired man entered.
- Oh my dear, we have visitors!
It was Ryan Codes, Gisele recognized him immediately, but obviously he didn't let that show on his face, after all he had to look surprised to meet him since they had never been formally introduced. The man's dark eyes were fixed on her, his face was firm, smooth, signs of freshly shaved and there were also signs of someone who smiled a lot.
- Our second restored Mr. Codes. Victoria pointed at Gisele. - Introduce Gisele Linsey!
Gisele stood up, extending her hand to face the man on the same level, he was his height, there was no need to look up as with the Baron, she can't help but start comparing.
- Hi, nice to meet you, Mr. Codes.
- Now, forget that Mr. Codes, you can call me Ryan, Gisele, just like Vic already does!
He cast a look at the blonde who smiled sympathetically and then touched Gisele's hand in a firm grip, staring at her face without any description, he was evaluating her, and she didn't care.
- Have I seen you somewhere?
- I was at the event [17]London charity to see artwork with a friend is the only place that ...
He interrupted her with a broad hand gesture as if remembering something.
- You played James Watts' whiskey, Blackcastle!
Did the man have to remember that right away? She questioned herself and tried to let her smile not look so plastic, fake.
- If you didn't tell me his name, you wouldn't know what he was referring to!
- I loved that, James is a bad-tempered pig.
The man's expression was pure mockery, but there was a certain disdain, something that told him that Ryan Codes did not like James, but that shouldn't have been new, as the Baron of Blackcastle was not one of the most captivating beings in the world. much less the “second”.
- I prefer not to be remembered for this episode ...
- No, certainly not!
The look he gave her made Gisele know she was in the "game", which strangely made her feel discouraged, but nothing showed, left a smile on her face and then saw him address Victoria.
£££
The meeting went perfectly well and Gisele left the headquarters of the Code companies with the proposal of a large salary, as well as her justified stay in London with a job, satisfied with what she got, she was going to look for a taxi when she saw Bartor approaching.
- MS. Linsey!
- I thought you were leaving ... - She said frowning.
- No, Mr Watts asked me to wait and take him to find him as soon as he was finished ...
The alternations between “Mr. Watts ”and“ Sir. Blackcastle ”made her dizzy.
- Of course, all right!
She let herself be led by the guy, but she was not very satisfied with that kind of surveillance, because that was how she felt about the attention the Baron had come to deal with, she didn’t like to know her every step.
- James said where are we going to find him?
- In the neighborhood of [18]Belgravia.
This was one of the most expensive neighborhoods in London, she obviously pretended not to know where they were going, she thought she made a beautiful confused expression.
- I don't know where it is ... - She looked out the car window. - How long have you been working with the Baron?
- I've lost count, miss. - He said, Gisele looked at the man centered in the direction.
- And you like?
- I have nothing to complain about. - Succinctly he replied again.
Gisele was beginning to wonder if she couldn't get anything out of that guy.
- Not even with your boss's temper tantrums? - Asked with a chuckle.
- No, miss!
She wanted to grunt, that man would not take anything away, it was good to have in mind that she should be careful with him, so she gave up asking anything else. She waited patiently to be taken to the Baron and to find out whatever he was up to, but Gisele had an intuition, however, she preferred to wait and see.
When the car finally stopped, she found herself in front of houses in the style [19]townhouse in sober colors in white and gray. Bartor went around the vehicle opening the door, she left then, thanking him and then as if he were timing the Baron left the house, crossing the small space between the central door and an iron gate reaching the sidewalk where she stood. found.
- What a lengthy little meeting! - He said in a bored tone.
Gisele can't do more than look at him for a minute, black sweater, gray linen pants and black oxford shoes, hair combed back and a neatly trimmed beard, he was looking more like a magazine cover view than like someone "normal".
- Some people work ... - He said with a shrug.
- Are you calling me a tramp? - He approached and Gisele had to lift her face to face him. - That's what I am ...
He smiled and was splendid, Gisele did not want to, but he ended up getting a little stunned, as he had never seen smiling like that out of pure and spontaneous will, being tricky on his part.
- Did the good mood bug bite you? I'm overjoyed.
James knew was that she was even more beautiful before his eyes. He had decided three things about her, the first was that he could no longer be indifferent and did not want to, the second thing was that he would establish limits and a routine for as long as that strange relationship lasted and lastly, the third thing, but no less importantly, he would keep her away from his heart what was between them was physical and could not go any further.
- Well, I'm the master of good humor! He gave her a superior look, but he looked very amused with himself. - By the way, how was this meeting? You look happy!
- It was good and I can't deny being excited, I start in two days!
She waited for him to ask about how long that "job" would last, however, the Baron just nodded, then moved, making him face the facade of the house, standing behind her, the male chest glued to his back, at big hands came down her arms in a seductive caress that even made her shiver over the coat.
- What do you think? He asked, whispering in her ear.
Gisele bit her lip, avoiding the victorious smile, as she was betting, the Baron of Blackcastle was installing her in a house in a very luxurious neighborhood.
- I think what? - He played innocent.
- Now what? The house, silly!
His hands reached her bare wrists, enveloping them completely, a subtle squeeze, almost unconsciously Gisele leaned back, becoming more nestled in the heat of his body, for a brief moment she was distracted from his staging, but forced herself to retaking his role again not liking that momentary loss of control.
- Oh, do you want to put me here?
James moved again, thrusting his hand into hers and leading it into what appeared to be a mansion. Gisele was affected by the luxury and delicacy of the place, entered the open corridor in the same colors as the facade, had some pictures and rugs scattered.
- On this floor is the living room, dining room, small kitchen, and I think a guest room also leads to the leisure area with a heated indoor pool in the back, the elevator is after the stairs, but then you use, let's go down the stairs ...