the worry that fills her eyes catches my attention and my smile recedes.
“I agree.”
“Tristan… I don’t like to overstep the line, but I’m the one who ends up seeing or feeling too much. Maybe I’ve watched him more than I should because of how I feel about him. But I think… I think something’s going on with Dominic,” she states and we just stare at each other.
I get the feeling she’s telling me this because she guessed that was something I picked up on too.
“What do you mean?”
She doesn’t get to answer, Dominic comes in and when he sees me a smile brightens his face.
“Hey guess what?” he beams.
“What?” I ask.
“I finished making it. Took me awhile to make something small enough to work, but I did it.”
“That’s great,” I answer.
“I’m gonna go check on Massimo,” Candace says and leaves us. I stare after her as she walks out and as she glances back at me it infuriates me that I never got to finish talking to her.
“Look,” Dominic says lifting a thin strip.
I take the strip and look at it, then look at him. This guy never ceases to amaze me.
“Looks like an invisible Band-Aid,” I muse. It kind of is with a little speck in the center that I’m guessing is the actual device.
“It’s exactly like that and it picks up any conversation within a one-mile radius,” he explains. “The device works similar to the tracker in that you can tether it to her phone but I made it so you can tune into her specifically. You can attach this part to your ear and hear everything, controlling it through the same gadget. Now you can hear and track her.”
He hands me an earpiece and I take it.
“Wow, damn Dominic. You did it.” I’m impressed. “I guess it’s up to me now.”
“Yeah. The sooner you can get that on her, the better.”
Then I should see if I can get in her house tonight. Her bag is the best thing to use so it’s going to be better to aim to put the device in that.
“I’ll head out later.”
“Tonight?” he raises his brows.
“Yeah. It has to be tonight. Who knows what tomorrow will bring.”
Dominic nods.
I made it.
I’m inside Isabella’s house.
I can’t believe I made it in. It wasn’t easy getting past the guards outside. I had to go through the neighbor’s backyard to get into hers, then I hid by the pool house waiting for the guard watching the back to make his way around to the front. When he did, I got in through the back door. That got me in the living room where I was able to disconnect the security system.
The guard inside who I’d seen Isabella with the most was like a fucking hound. Ready for action and on the lookout. I barely got past him, and I think if I were anyone else, I wouldn’t have been able to do it. He started watching a wrestling match on tv and that helped to muffle any sound I made going up the wide staircase.
I’m upstairs now, trying to decide which of the rooms are hers. There are four room doors and a bathroom that looks like you could fit a spa inside it. One bedroom door is open and the room is clear. So, one of the three with closed doors are hers. The question is which one.
I try the furthest one and it’s not hers. It looks like a storage room. the one next to it is a walk-in wardrobe.
Instinct takes me to the door close to the stairs and there she is laying on the bed, fast asleep.
I go inside and close the door quietly.
Feeling like a thief in the night I move to her and watch the beauty sleeping. Still beautiful even in her deep sleep.
That platinum hair spills out around her and her soft plump lips would make any man imagine them around his cock. I won’t claim to be any different. And I won’t look away from the huge swells of her breasts either, or pretend I don’t notice the distinct points of her nipples pressing against her silk camisole.
She’s beautiful… incredibly beautiful. Beautiful enough to distract me from who she is and lure me to the fact of what she is.
The fact that she’s a woman. One that definitely got my attention from the second I saw her photo. I was definitely not immune to her beauty or the force that lulled me to think with my dick.