AS YOU WISH

I give him a cheezy smirk. "As you wish, hubby," I say, pecking his lips again before gazing sternly into his eyes. My hand glides down his body, tracing every line and muscle until it reaches his hard member. I give it a distant stroke before squeezing it slightly on its tip, feeling the heat and tension beneath my fingers.


He convulses, shutting his eyes tight, and I smirk, satisfied by his reaction. I run my hand up and down, stroking him with pleasure, and ooh, I love how calm he is as he savors my strokes. I can visualize the soreness and sensitivity at the tip, imagining how gratifying it would have been to feel him inside me. Too bad he abided by my rule. Oh, it would have been such sweet morning glory.

I stop the trokes, peeling my hand from his member. "Just make sure you don't go parading this protruding sweet beast like this, okay? It is only meant for my eyes. Only mine!" I tease and pull myself up.

"I will try to take care of it in the shower and hope for the best results," he hoarsely replies, peeking at me with a look that begs for sympathy, as if he wants me to see his miseries and tend to them.


Damn, that thought! I hope he isn't trying to make me feel guilty. "Could you also tape yourself? I'd love to see how you do that and the results you get. I want to know if you can satisfy yourself the way my hand and mouth satisfy you, hubby. Meanwhile, I'll ask them to set the table. Okay, Harry?"

"Okay. You are not going to feel sorry for this beast?" he asks, pulling himself up to sit on the bed.


Feel sorry? I feel sorry indeed, but just like him, I also want him to beg. "I don't think I am ready to beg yet. Just do it the justice of stroking it well in the shower, as I always do. See you, honey!" I wink at him. I leave him to smirk, and before I can regret acting all bitchy, I stroll out of the room.

As I walk away, I feel a mix of power and anticipation. The thought of him dealing with his frustration in the shower while thinking of me sends a thrill through my body. I can't help but smile, knowing that this game we have started is far from over.

I greet the bodyguards outside our door and rush past them. I am sure I look like a tomato, and I don't want them to notice. I stroll straight to the dining area, howling nanny Aisha's name until she answers.

I crouch on the seat, just as I glimpse the witches of the castle walking downstairs. Stupid fools! I can't imagine they have the balls to show their face to me after everything. Then again, they know no shame at all.

"Good morning, my dear. You look like you had a wonderful night, without a doubt," Nanny Aisha says.

I don't want to remember that sweet beast back in your room and what he might be doing? Is he in the shower, stroking himself? Darn! That though alone makes me want to forget the breakfast and jump the stairs back to my room and join his in the shower. I am confident he can't achieve the results that I give him. "Ooh, nanny. Who wouldn't have a wonderful night beside a gorgeous man? Tell me honestly, nanny, what do you think of my husband?" I ask as the witches take their seats across me.

"I used to think that my husband was the cutest man in the world back then when were dating, but now I think I don't understand the meaning of the word ‘cute'. Damian is beauty itself! You are so lucky, my dear, and I am so happy for you. You know, I never liked that Deo guy one bit," Nanny explains, hitting these jealous witches exactly where I wanted.

I sheepishly grin, "Ooh, thank you, nanny. His name was Leo, by the way, not Deo. I wish it was Dog though, because he is like a shameless, pathetic dog," I respond, shooting a glance at Nelly.

"A dog you screwed for years!" Nelly spits.

Oh, she could not keep calm when her dog was mentioned. "But I spit it out like vomit the moment I realized he was a shameless dog. I tossed it to its fellow she-dog," I fire, and she was about to speak again when her mother held her hand, leaving the brat with no other choice but to roll her eyes.

"My dear, if I were you, I would have forgotten even the name of that guy," Nanny says to me.

"I am past the pain, nanny. What gives me pleasure is knowing that karma caught up with him sooner than I thought. Lucky enough, some loose bitch somewhere hasn't paid for her crimes yet." I fire my eyes at Nelly.

"My daughter paid for that stupid mistake in the worst way possible, so don't you dare..."

"Don't you dare me, Gracia!" I cut her off. 'Whatever my father's punishment for your shameless daughter was, I really don't care. I am back. So back with vengeance!"

"What else do you want? All her credit cards were suspended because of you. Your father hated her like never before, all because of you. That is more than enough!"

Only that? "Ooh, no! That is absolutely nothing at all. I will give her double or more of the pain she inflicted on me. I want to humiliate her in the same way she did. Maybe then we can call it even! So, Nelly? Do you want to perhaps beg for forgiveness?"

"Never! What is the worst you can do anyway?" She arrogantly brats out.

"Easy! You are about to find out, right now!" They snap their eyes at me as I spring to my feet, the dismay of what I am about to do washing their disgusting faces. "Nanny? Call everyone in here right now!" I order.