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Chapter 11
by CxSeth
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Melissa Waivers; Roche Smells Blood
Naalor’s voice whispered something in the back of Melissa’s mind, but the words were muffled and distant. She still felt the bloodlust, but it had lessened, shifted, now a warm, almost pleasant burn in every muscle, without the snappy tension. She took another long sip of fragrant wine and nodded to Roche’s latest suggestion.
“So you’d still hold the deed to the building, but you’d be renting it to my company? And in exchange for a favorable rate…”
“I’d just want a bit of information on the things happening in my building. Nothing too classified, of course, I know how you research companies are, but I need to know if there’s anything potentially dangerous or damaging, and of course you’d need my approval before any major remodeling.” Roche set aside his wine glass to make way for the first of the food to arrive, a shrimp appetizer he had ordered for them. He speared the first of the shrimps and dipped it in the sauce before eating it and nodding towards Melissa, inviting her to eat as well. More than anything, she’d noticed that he was a man who liked to exercise control over others. Perhaps it’s this desire that led him to real estate in the first place? The ability to **** compliance out of people like Melissa, to own their homes and workplaces… Melissa shuddered and popped a shrimp into her mouth. Roche had been talking when she was getting lost in thought.
“... All of which, I think, should lead to a healthy relationship as you continue to use my building. Does that all sound good to you, Melissa?” He was watching her face intently, completely focused where she was drifting. She knew she was losing ground, letting Roche exercise more control over her than she should, but for some reason, this knowledge didn’t help her to focus and, if anything, felt… right. He was obviously the more experienced negotiator, and he held all the cards in this situation, after all.
Again, Naalor tried to get Melissa’s attention, but his words were unclear, and she had someone more important to focus on at the moment. “That all seems reasonable, but let’s not weigh down our evening with too many details. You have my secretary’s email, why don’t you send him a copy of those terms tomorrow, so we can focus on enjoying the rest of our evening together?”
Roche grinned again, a confident predator in his natural element. This was going much better than he had anticipated. Melissa was well known for her stubbornness and temper in the corporate world, but, like all the women he’d manipulated these past few weeks, she was putty in his hands. And why shouldn’t she be? He had money, power, and leverage. The deed to her building hadn’t even been difficult to obtain; Roche just had to **** the right person and call in a couple favors. Everything was working just perfectly. A tempting thought occurred to him. With big targets like this, he usually liked to slowly work at them over the course of weeks. Certainly, that was his intention when he first set his sights on Melissa: slowly begin exercising more control over her life and gathering more **** and information, before bringing her to heel and calling in sexual favors. After that, it would only be a matter of time before her self-worth crumbled and he had another compliant, broken woman at his feet, at which point he would move on to the next one.
But the woman he found in front of him was barely putting up a fight. Maybe he could move up the timeframe? Yes, he decided, as the main course was finally being served, why not? Why not take her tonight? He’d put in the work, and she wasn’t putting up a fight. She was already his slut. He just had to make her realize that...
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