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“Are you sure you don’t want any back up?”
Maksim is playing it cool, but I can sense the panic in his voice. I’m being reckless.
“I’m positive,” I mumble under my breath. “There’s no guarantee I’m going to do anything. Right now, I’m just surveying the enemy.”
“And how do they look?”
Delicious. Innocent. Sad.
“… Lost.”
Before Maksim can respond, I hang up on him. Sophia is right in my line of sight, staring down the barrel of my binoculars.
She has no idea that I’m watching, stalking, licking my lips. It’s exhilarating.
… Even if she looks like she’s about to jump out of the window of her gilded cage.
She might just have the time to get away with it, too.
Where the hell are all of her guards?
Don’t get me wrong, this place is crawling with Greek soldiers. But none of them are anywhere near Sophia.
Instead, she seems separated from it all. A little box of light floating in the darkness. A princess locked up in her tower.
Alone.
… And ripe for the taking.
No. That’s fucking crazy. Grab a hold of yourself, Leonid! You’re going to get yourself killed.
The hum of cicadas is almost deafening as I force myself to rip my gaze from the pretty little princess sulking in her room, and down to the black, tangled gardens that surround this plantation that the Greeks have taken over.
The guards standing watch under the long white pillars by the entrance are carrying some pretty heavy artillery. They gaze out into the darkness, unaware that a predator is staring back at them.
A little further out, more men walk the perimeter in pairs.
Switching to thermal mode, I train my binoculars back to the house. There must be two dozen men inside. But most of them are on the main floor.
The second floor, where the sighing princess waits, is almost devoid of any kind of protection, other than two familiar looking pigs who pace back and forth down the long stretch of hallway outside of Sophia’s room.
I could get in there.
I could sneak into her room and make her pay.
My pants tighten and my cock grows as my gaze drifts back to the dimly lit room directly in the middle of the mansion’s second story.
I switch off the thermal mode.
Sophia is curled up in a sitting position, above her covers, chin rested on her knees as she stares at nothing. Her eyes are puffy and pink. She’s been crying.
Why? I don’t know, and I don’t care… even if the sight of her sadness makes my heart twitch ever so slightly.
I ignore that twitch, and look away from those sorrowful eyes… down to her body.
At the house of the rising sun, Sophia was wearing a modest dusty blue dress. It was just tight enough to show off her thin waist and curvy features.
Now, she’s taken that dress off, and all she has on is a tiny little silver nightgown. It rides up her thighs high enough that I can see that she’s not wearing any panties.
