Chapter 6 Wedding Dress / Royal Plans

• With determined steps, I make my way to the end of the corridor where I find the office and knock on the door.
• "Enter."
• "Sir?"
• "You're late! I don't care if you need to find a wedding dress or a fairy godmother; punctuality is everything. You are more than just a future wife!"
• "Forgive me, you're right."
• "Hunf... Close the door, let's align the plans!"
• I do as he says. We spend the rest of the afternoon analyzing Dom's fortress and possible security loopholes to access it without raising suspicions. I need to send hidden messages with the information I gather inside the mansion.
• "Sir, the blueprint doesn't detail Dom's room. However, I imagine there's a balcony, and all balconies need a drain at their end to prevent water accumulation on rainy days."
• "Go on...."
• "I can go to the balcony pretending to enjoy the night view and stay alone for a while. I'll wrap a note in a string and lower it through the drain during the early mornings. See here...."
• I point to the mansion's blueprint.
• "This balcony pipe goes down towards the garden, and here..."
• I point to a spot on the garden's bush located at the side of the house.
• "It's another blind spot of the house, where an infiltrator can pick up the messages I would lower without raising suspicions and bring them to you."
• Bruce looks at me with satisfaction and smiles.
• "This is the strategist I trained! Remember, Davina, you are more than a wife... Don't disappoint me!"
• "I won't!"
• And then we fall silent.
• "Sir, if we're done, I'd like to go up to my quarters."
• "Sure, go."
• As I'm about to leave the room, Bruce stops me.
• "Just one more thing, Davi."
• I turn to face him.
• "Yes, sir?"
• "Don't fall in love! Your goal is to make him fall in love with you, not the other way around. Remember what they did to us and everything you've been through because of him!"
• "NEVER!"
• "Great, thanks to the English, Angel is no longer with us... This... is unforgivable!"
• I clench my fists in anger at his words; I don't need him to keep reminding me.
• He notices my reaction, leans forward, and nods, sensing the tension in my hands.
• "Use this as fuel, now go... You need to be ready for what's to come!"
• "Yes, sir."
• I leave the office and pass by my mother, who looks at me sternly...
• "Darling, shall we have dinner?"
• "I'm not hungry."
• I quickly head to my quarters, heading straight for the shower... I need to wash and find another way to relax since I'm forbidden from training until the wedding.
• I start running my hand through my body... I caress my aching breasts from the tortures suffered a week before, I smooth and descend my hands until I reach the clitoris... Soon I remember Adam, his gaze so piercing.... Automatically start a tasty massage, shiver and delight with my touches, using the tips of the index finger and thumb, feel the clitoris, stroking and pressing gently, moving the skin below in small circles.
• I use the ring finger and the indicated one to open the great lips, allowing the middle finger to have free access to the clitoris, I sink one of the fingers in a slow rhythm, playing with my entrance...
• It is true that I have never been with a man or been penetrated, but years of torture made me know my body well and in a unique way be well connected.
• One of the ways to reduce my pain was masturbation... Released endorphins!
• I continue the massage with one hand and the other I take my finger in the mouth and the suck, while I make circular movements in the clitoris feeling chills of pleasure.
• Then I go down the second hand and pass my fingers around my entrance caressing, put two fingers inside in one between and leaves pleasurable, increase the speed of massages on the clitoris throwing the head back feeling the pleasure, ecstasy reaching me, soon reach the climax... Finally, I feel the body relax!
• "I finish my shower, get dressed, and as I step out, I come across a tray on the bed, accompanied by a sweet note: 'Bon appétit' (enjoy your meal). The gesture makes me smile, appreciating my mother's kindness.
• I pick up my phone and check the messages from my best friend:
• Message on...
• 'Hey, I heard you haven't been eating properly... Don't you want me to come over there and shove some food down your throat, huh?'
• I laugh at the message, knowing she would do it if she could...
• 'I promise I'll eat better!'
• 'No way, you can't just promise! You always break your promises, but not your commitments.'
• She knows me better than anyone.
• 'Ok, ok... I commit to it, alright?'
• 'Absolutely! Friend, I may not be able to do much for you, but I'll do the impossible to take care of you, no matter the distance, situation, or form. Okay?!'
• I take a deep breath after reading the message.
• 'I know, and you take such good care of me. Thanks for everything!'
• 'Love you more! Well, if necessary, I'll even kill that handsome Dom.'
• 'Hahahahah, be careful, he's a tough guy. You'd have to go through an army of English mobsters and still face him. I heard he fights well.'
• 'Souer (sister), no army is as strong as a worried and protective friend! Trust me...'
• 'I don't doubt it, but now I have to go... I'll eat and rest!'
• 'I'm keeping an eye on you, have a good rest, my friend.'
• Messages off...
• I lay down on the bed, pulling a medicine book from under the pillow. I want and need to understand every part of the body, as it will be useful both in tortures and pleasures. Adam has to fall in love with me for the plan to succeed, and I won't fail!
• Analyzing the tensions of the body, it gives me daring ideas about Dom... Damn, it's hard to concentrate against the enemy when your body betrays you, wanting to sleep with him!
• No matter, it's another essential mission, and I owe this to my sister... I will avenge her!