Chapter 28

Giving Death the Occasional Kiss

“Stand up, darling.” B’s voice filled the room. I obeyed and slowly straightened, leaving the seat at the table in my private room.

Bacia made her way toward me, full hips swishing, crimson dress with slits at both thighs complementing her voluptuous figure to perfection.

She halted a few inches before me, her dark, all-knowing eyes ravaging me. Full......