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  “What on earth are you wearing?” her father asked. Julius smiled at her. Julius loved the sundress, he knew that underneath the bunched up stretchy top was a braless chest with crimson nipples.

  “Hi, Father. I ordered it with Talin and Vennah, and I was hoping to hang out with them at the beach today, please,” she begged. She was ready to run away. She honestly couldn’t take being in that house for one more second.

  “I suppose that Valdez can take you to hang out with your friends today,” he answered with a smile, knowing he had just made her day.

  Whatever was going on must have blown over. She was happy to get back to normal, not that you could call her life even close to normal, but at least she was getting out of the house.

  “I’ll escort her today, I need to step out too,” Julius volunteered.

  She didn’t want him to follow her. She was pissed at him, he had taken her virginity, shot a load in her mouth, and then ignored her for days. Fuck him!

  Protesting against Julius escorting her was what she wanted to do, but she was afraid that if she did so it would make her look too guilty. Instead, she would just ignore him like he had her, he could see how it what rejection feels like for himself.

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  “Text your friends and tell them you’re not coming,” Julius demanded, once they were in her sand buggy.

  “Why?” she asked as he pulled away from the house.

  He ran his hand up her leg, pushing her sundress up as he did. “Because, I have missed you. I want to spend the day with you.”

  Aquilla crossed her arms in a pout. “You’ve ignored me for five days.”

  “I wasn’t ignoring you, Quill. I would’ve much rather been with you. Please, text your friends,” he ordered again. There was no way he was going to let her go hang out with Talin and Vennah, not when he would be able to have her alone for four hours.

  “Can I see them tomorrow?”

  “Yes, I’ll make sure of it.”

  “Where are we going?” she asked, already texting.

  “We’ll go down to the boat.”

  “Are we going to take it out?”

  “Do you want to take it out?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then we’ll take it out.”

  Aquilla quickly forgave Julius, right after his tongue gave her a mind blowing orgasm. They spent the entire day together; fucking on the deck twice while in the middle of the ocean, playing around naked in the water, kissing, laughing, and talking about everything under the sun.

  This charade that they were partaking in wasn’t going to last much longer. Julius wanted to be with her, every day and every night. If that meant that he had to take her away, and be disowned by his father, then that’s what he would do.

  Julius held true to his word and made sure that she got to spend the next day with her friends. He, however, was held back by his father. He needed him to help with a certain matter, was Romano’s explanation, like Aquilla didn’t know that he was speaking of a drug conveyance. This time she didn’t care, she was looking forward to seeing her friends, talk about Talin’s birthday party, and sit on the beach day dreaming about running away to the island in the distance.

  It was such a lovely day. Talin, Vennah, and Aquilla lay on the powdery white sand beach. Even though they knew it would never happen, they hey made empty plans to go to Anguilla Island for a weekend. Their father’s business affairs would never allow them to be safe enough to carry out those plans. The girls knew that, they also knew that they were kept in the dark for reasons beyond their understanding.

  Aquilla didn’t mean to break Tua’s arm, she didn’t know that he was there. They were walking through the edge of the water when he ran up behind her, grabbing her around the waist. It was instinct, from years of being taught how to fight for herself. She grabbed his arm, twisted it, and threw him over her shoulder, landing him on his back. They all heard the snap, it was horrendous, the sound was sick.

  Tua screamed and grabbed his shoulder. Aquilla dropped to her knees and apologized profusely.

  “Tua, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know it was you.”

  There was no way he could answer, he was in too much pain. Salem ran to get their beach buggy, and then Keiki and him helped Tua to his feet and into the buggy. All Aquilla could do was watch, she felt horrible.

  Talin laughed, “Jesus girl.”

  “It’s not funny, Talin. Didn’t you hear that? His arm is no doubt broken.”

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  Julius listened to his father talk about the transport. He was nervous, Julius could tell, but the older he got, the more it did nerve him. It was probably nothing, and he was fretting over a nonentity. Julius had other things that he wanted to discuss with him. He couldn’t seem to keep his mind focused on business.

  “Are you even listening to me boy?” Romano scolded, as Julius rolled his shoestring between his fingers.

  He sat up. “Not really. There’s something that I would like to talk to you about,” he alleged. He had to get it out, it was the best way.

  “What?” Romano asked concerned.

  “I think we need to leave here. We’ve been here four years now, it’s time for us to move on.”

  “Why, did you get a tip?” he asked, worried that someone was coming for them.

  “No, Father, it’s nothing like that.”

  “Stop beating around the bush, Julius. You know I hate that.”

  “I want to leave Jamelia Lei because I want to be with_____.” Fuck, he almost did it. He almost had it out.

  “Come in,” Romano called, to the knock on the door.

  Aquilla was right behind Valdez.

  “I swear I didn’t mean to do it, Father,” she nervously spat out, shoving her way around Valdez.

  Romano stood. “What did you do, Quill?” he asked, sternly.

  “She fucking broke Tua Shumah’s arm. You should have heard it. I wasn’t even close and I heard it,” Valdez simpered. He thought it was funny, Aquilla turned and shot him a dirty look.

  “You broke his arm?” Julius asked, standing. Good that mother fucker will learn to keep his hands off my girl.

  “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know it was him. He sneaked up behind me,” she implored. She felt so bad.

  “Don’t worry about it,” Romano consoled, walking towards her. He held her arms and looked down at her. “I’ll call his father and take care of the damages.” He hugged her and kissed her blonde locks. “You know that I love you and you will always be my little princess, don’t you?”

  Aquilla looked confused and gave Julius a tangled glance. “Yes,” she replied.

  “Good, now get out of here. We have work to do. Valdez pull up Deion Perl,” he spoke, dismissing her and getting back to business.

  Aquilla turned back to Julius, still with that dazed, confused look.

  Once again, he longed to go to her, but because of business yet again, he wouldn’t be able to. He didn’t even get to eat with her. One of the servants catered their dinner into the office. The bump that his father had run into while he was away was more than a bump now. The ship transporting the goods had been seized. Drug enforcement officials stopped the North Korean vessel on its way through the Panama Canal. He fucking told him not to send it through, but he wouldn’t listen. Romano thought enough time had passed. It was bad. It was very bad. They were doing everything they could to find out what went wrong, what was said, and whose names were brought up. Now might be the perfect time to plan that move, after all.

  Romano called in more security and canceled the next chattel arrival. They needed to be able to get out of there if need be. Finding three or four beautiful women tucked away in the north wing probably wouldn’t go over well with authorities. So far, only the Korean captain was being held. No one else had been brought in. If this guy could keep his mouth shut, they might be okay.

  It was late, almost eleven at night. Julius was finished, he couldn’t go anymore, and there was really nothing left to do but sit
and wait. All he wanted to do was go and talk to Aquilla. He was sure she was already asleep, which meant another day and night had passed without being with his precious Aquilla.

  Julius showered in his room and lay across his bed with his hands overhead. He jumped up and pulled on a pair of jeans, omitting the underwear.

  Quietly opening the door to her room, he snuck in. Her window was open and the white shear blew with the breeze. She looked so peaceful, sleeping with her cheek on her hand. He sat on the edge of the bed and brushed her hair from her face.

  The fresh clean scent she smelled, was enough to let her know he was there. Without even opening her eyes she knew he was next to her. Aquilla opened her eyes, looked up, and smiled.

  “Hey,” she said, moving her hand to the top of his leg. He took her hand and kissed her knuckles.

  “Hey,” he smiled back. God, he fucking loved her.

  “Did you really break Tua’s arm?”

  “Yes, and it’s not funny. He was in so much pain. I didn’t mean to. It’s kind of your fault.”

  “My fault?” he asked, amused.

  “Yes, you drilled that move into me so many times, it was just instinct. Kind of like a dog, instinctively knows how to fetch a stick.”

  He smiled at her comparison. “I like you that you are able to defend yourself.”

  “I didn’t need to defend myself from Tua. Will you take me to see him tomorrow?”

  “No, Father isn’t going to let us leave the house for a few days.”

  “Again? Now what?” she asked the absurd question. Of course something was going on. Something was always going on. That’s why he was home two days early.

  “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. Do you like him, Quill?” he asked, changing the subject. She knew he wouldn’t talk about it before she asked.

  “Tua?”

  “Yes”

  He was so serious, searching her face for the answer. She snorted.

  “No, not like I like you,” She said, easing the anxiety on his face.

  He kissed her. She didn’t care what people thought of them. There was no way any other man would ever make her feel faint the way that he did. She was in love with him, and she wanted him.

  Julius managed to make slow passionate love to her without “training her” once, well maybe once. He did request that she spread her ass cheeks so that he could insert his finger while he devoured her pussy with his mouth. Other than that, he did well. He was proud of himself.

  Chapter 6

  Aquilla lay in his arms with her fingers entwined with his, her bare legs through his, and her head in his arms. This was right. This was so perfect. She couldn’t imagine feeling that way in anyone else’s arms. She wanted to belong to Julius Chavez. Actually, she already did belong to him, and he belonged to her. She had always belonged to him. She knew it, he knew it, and it was impossible to fight it any longer. The only thing that changed was that she just wasn’t willing to share him with the trainees anymore.

  She lay naked, wrapped in his arms as he ran his fingers up and down her arm. She wanted him to stop doing that. It tickled and made her itch. Afraid that he would think she didn’t want him to touch her she refrained from telling him to stop. Instead, she twisted her body a little to get him to stop. He moved it and did the same thing to her lower back. She didn’t like that either.

  “Vennah told me that Tua was in surgery for four hours,” she said to Julius’s chest. She loved his chest, it was the sexiest chest she had ever seen, and not that she had seen any other ones, but still. The line of hair on his strong stomach running from his bellybutton was sexy as hell. Her fingers traced it and she wondered if it tickled him too.

  “I know, his father called,” Julius replied.

  She looked up to him. “Was he mad?”

  “No, lucky for you, you come from money. Money has a way of calming people.”

  “Julius, you have to leave. Father will catch you here,” she worried, sitting up. She didn’t want him to leave, but she didn’t want him dead either.

  “I’ll go before daylight,” he promised. After she had fallen asleep in his arms he would leave.

  “Where are my real parents, Julius?” she wanted to know, looking back at him. “Lay down,” he requested, pulling her back to his chest. “I don’t know, Quill.”

  That’s why he pulled her back to him, he was lying and she could tell, he wasn’t able to look at her while he lied. She didn’t push it. She guessed it didn’t really matter.

  Julius left her sleeping early the next morning. As soon, as she woke and realized he wasn’t there she wanted to go to him. Starring at the vacant pillow, she wondered what it would be like to have him her bed every night.

  “Come in,” she called, assuming that it was Hila coming in to rush her to the breakfast table to keep from upsetting her father. She never entered without knocking anymore. It wasn’t her, it was her father. Quill sat up, pulling the sheet around her naked body. Shit, she was still naked.

  “Good morning,” he smiled.

  “Good morning,” she awkwardly spoke back.

  “Did you get hot last night?” he asked as she held the covers over her breasts. How awkward is this?

  “Yeah,” she replied with only that, hoping her room didn’t smell like sex. She didn’t know what to say.

  “I just wanted to tell you that you won’t have an art lesson today. I don’t want anyone coming in and out of here right now,” he explained. He would normally sit on her bed and she would sink into his arms. He didn’t sit. He wasn’t sure how he felt about her being naked. Why would she be naked?

  “Oh, darn, I was looking forward to that,” she smiled.

  “Sarcasm noted,” he smiled back.

  “Are you worried, father?” she asked, getting serious. She wished someone would tell her what was going on.

  “No, not at all. Stay inside today, I’ll download you a new game if you want,” he offered, contradicting himself. He wouldn’t be telling her to stay indoors if he wasn’t worried.

  Julius was held up in his father’s office for the biggest part of the day. He wanted to talk to him about Aquilla again. He couldn’t since Valdez was there too. He decided against it anyways once he thought it through a little more. He would wait until this shit died down and then tell him. He had enough to worry about right now.

  Julius retrieved his phone from his pocket when he felt the vibration and heard the buzzing noise. He laughed when he read it.

  “I’m bored, come play with me,” he read Quill’s message.

  “Who was that?” Romano wanted to know.

  “Quill, she’s bored. She wants me to come play Uno with her.”

  “Go, there’s not much we can do anyway. She’s probably about to go nuts,” Romano figured, dismissing Julius.

  Yes!!!!

  Before Romano had a chance to change his mind Julius got up and left. He read the text message again, smiling. When she was a little girl he had her tell him to come and play with her so many times. He was never more excited to go play with her, than he was now. He knew what she wanted to play with. His slacks tightened just thinking about it.

  “Meet me in the foyer,” he texted back.

  “Why?”

  “Just do it!”

  Julius quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her down the long corridor toward the training room

  “Julius, what the hell are you doing? You’re going to get us in trouble.”

  “You said you wanted me to play with you. I’m doing as you requested, I’m going to play with you,” he replied, pulling her quickly down the hall.

  Julius locked the door behind them and pulled a black curtain over the mirror. He wasn’t really worried about anyone coming down that way, he just did it as a precaution.

  He turned to see Aquilla’s frightened demeanor as she wrung her hands in anticipation. Fuck, it turned him right the fuck on. That look was like a switch and instantly put him in training mode. She knew it too. His
face went from the Julius that loved and cared about her to the Julius with power over her. It scared, but yet, excited her at the same time.

  “What are you doing, Julius?” she quietly spoke when he circled her, kissing her neck from behind.

  “Don’t you remember, Quill? You said you wanted me to play with you. I’m going to play with you,” he whispered in some sort of evil wicked tone. She would rephrase that in the future.

  Julius sat on the sofa, leaving her awkwardly standing in the middle of the room. She looked at him with those childlike blue eyes. It was almost enough for him to crack and come to his senses. That was halted when she nervously shuddered.

  “Take off your clothes, Quill,” he demanded in that same raspy tone.

  She slowly started to unbutton her white silk blouse. Her fingers trembled as she fumbled with the buttons that wouldn’t cooperate. She was afraid of him, it gave him an instant hard on. He should stop, he should take her in his arms and calm her. He couldn’t fucking do it, not yet. If he thought it got to be too much for her, he would stop.

  It was too much, Aquilla could feel her knees quivering in her dark blue dress slacks. Why wasn’t he holding her? Why wasn’t he kissing her? What the hell was she doing in this room?

  Julius watched the show, glancing at her alarmed face every so often as she undressed for him.

  “Julius,” Aquilla shakily spoke, standing naked in front of him.

  Julius got up and went to her. “You’re okay, Quill, just tell me if you want me to stop. Okay?” he questioned, looking into her pool blue eyes.

  She nodded. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked.

  He led her to the other side of the room to a padded table. It reminded her of the table at the doctor’s office. “Lay down, Quill,” Julius coaxed with his powerful toned back.

  She did, wishing she hadn’t requested him to come and play with her as she felt him lift her leg and buckle a leather strap around her ankle. He touched her pussy and smiled up at her. Fuck, he loved her pussy.

  She watched as he opened a thin cabinet, pulling out a drawer.

  Oh, fuck, no! There was no way in hell was he using that thing on her.