Markris drove to one of his properties he barely ever used. It was too far away from his workplace, and he didn't like the building itself. Jorginho had suggested he sell it, and he was going to. For now, he employed a caretaker for the home until he was ready to sell.

"Where are you taking me to?" Danielle purred beside him. She stretched out her long hands and placed them carefully on his lap. He glanced at her quickly, and she giggled.

"Somewhere you'll like." He replied hoarsely. He shifted uncomfortably as she began to caress his thighs.

"Really? As much as I like you?" She tapped her fingers...