Capítulo 20: We're Just Gettin' Started, love~
{Author-chan: Welcome to a new chapter, my dear readers! I hope you like this chapter. I am making a few character-building chapters for our heroines, so make sure to tell me how it is and keep giving me some suggestions about what you would like Alexia and her girlfriends to do.
I am just trying to give character to Alexia's girlfriends, so there might not be much plot in the next couple of chapters except character filling. I'm just trying to write something to keep going; I hope you like it.
Also, for the first time in a few months, my story has finally broken the 250 mark in real chapter views in a day, and I felt so happy.
Now can you guys drop some shiny stones? I am asking you, IndecisiveKing and V4mpz0r. Thanks for all the support. Make sure to keep giving me some shiny stones.
Okay. Let's begin this chapter, you fuckers.
Toodaloo!}
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ONE HOUR LATER
5:20 PM
"Miss Diana is calling," Cortana announced in her usual robotic tone.
I sighed, "I need to work on her voice. Maybe add more emotion," I mused before adding, "Answer."
"Hello, darling. Are you occupied?" Diana's voice came through, laced with a hint of concern.
I caught the subtle change in her tone, and instantly, my tiredness evaporated. "For you? Never. I was just thinking about taking you out for a bite."
Diana's voice brightened, though she maintained her composed elegance. "Really? We've discovered a delightful new restaurant that you'll adore."
I smirked, sensing an opportunity to get some one-on-one time with her. "That sounds lovely, but how about this—we stay in tonight, and I'll cook us something special. What do you think?"
For a moment, Diana's royal facade slipped, her voice warming with genuine excitement. "We would prefer a quiet evening at home." {Author-chan: This is true because I watched some short videos on Youtube and found that she had a voice coach to help make her voice sound more powerful like a royal and also say We instead of I and many other stuff.}
"Hmm," I chuckled, teasing her just a bit. "Are you sure? That restaurant does sound rather tempting."
There was a brief pause as Diana wrestled with her pride, but the thought of my cooking quickly won her over. In a softened yet still dignified tone, she conceded, "We would be delighted to dine at home with you."
"Perfect. I'll see you home in forty minutes," I replied smoothly.
"We shall see you at six," Diana affirmed before the call ended.
After instructing Cortana to set a reminder for 5:50, I made my way to my office. As I walked, I told Cortana to call my stylist. Who else but Hannah would show up? True to form, she arrived in just five minutes. When she walked in and I laid out her assignment for the evening, she pouted, giving me that signature teary-eyed look.
With a smirk, I leaned in, offering a few lingering kisses—just enough encouragement to get her back on track. "Come now, Hannah, don't sulk. Tonight's important, and you know I'm hopeless with fashion."
She huffed, but I could see the resolve in her eyes as she got to work, holding up a sultry dress alongside a tailored suit.
"No, my dear Hannah," I teased, a playful gaze in my eyes. "I'm far more interested in taking women's clothes off, not wearing them."
She bit her lip, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Just try it. You might surprise yourself—and me. Besides, you'd look pretty sexy in it." {Pics in the comments.}
I chuckled, shaking my head as I walked towards her, my right hand gently caressing her cheek. Hannah sighed, her eyes fluttering closed at my touch.
"That's not going to happen, darling," I whispered, my voice soft yet firm. I leaned in, brushing my lips against hers.
When my lips touched hers, she automatically opened her mouth to make way for my tongue.
Never one to waste an opportunity, I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned softly, her body trembling slightly as she tried to pull away.
*Mmm... You have.. tuh... leav... e...*
Hannah murmured between breaths, wanting to fight a little bit and to break free from the French kiss to recompose herself for a moment.
Seeing her act like this made my cock more hard, and it was itching to get out. Memories of a previous session of rope play—during which Hannah had started showing a tendency to be a masochist—flashed through my mind, making my cock even harder.
*Mmm*
Hannah moaned again as I pulled back, her eyes hazy with lust. I took the clothes from her hands, tossing them onto the trolley without a second thought.
In one swift motion, I grabbed Hannah up in princess style, but remembering her kink, I threw her down on the bed that sat in the corner of my office. Yes, I have a bed in every office or place I visit; don't judge me; I need to be prepared.
Looking into her eyes and understanding her desire. I said,
"We're Just Gettin' Started, love."
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{Author-chan: I am trying to build the characters of the heroines since you lot didn't provide any help. I have to create each heroine's character myself.
You can rest assured I will only build characteristics of the heroines that are the main ones, not the ones on which the personality has already been provided.
So I am making Hannah a masochist who loves being ordered around by Alicia if you haven't figured it out yet. That's why she's her secretary.
I will add a page in volume 0 about the characteristics of the heroines after one or two characters have been built; if you wish to read it, you can.
And as usual, don't forget to read today's weird author's thoughts.}
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