The Mule
Devon’s POV
“Why are you drinking this early? You haven’t even taken anything for breakfast.”
Daemon sat in front of Devon on the floor setting aside the empty bottles to avoid any untoward incident. She sat there, eyes swollen from crying, without any sense of the world.
“I don’t want to eat. How can I eat knowing that Emily is still missing?”
Her tears which she thought had run dry started falling again. Daemon felt useless seeing her in this state. He instructed all of his private army to search throughout the country for her baby but until now, there’s still no new lead. It’s been a week and he’s afraid that it’s taking a toll on Devon’s mental health more than he realized.
“Dev, now is not the time to be hopeless. We will find Emily. We’ll make our family complete,” he promised despite losing hope himself.
All the data he gathered pointed only at one thing- Ariane is dead and the baby she brought is nowhere in sight but he can’t tell Devon that. They’ll cling to the tiniest hope forever.
“I’m sorry,” she said in a whisper and buried her face in her palms. “I’m sorry for being so weak.”
“No,” he soothed her. “It’s okay. I totally understand you. No need to say sorry. We have to be strong if we want our daughter to be back to us, you understand me? Hmm?”
Devon nodded slowly and wiped her face looking so fragile in her glass tears.
He pulled her in his arms and captured her lips. It was just supposed to be gentle just enough to calm her so he could convince her to eat something for her nourishment but his hands had their own plan as they cupped her chin and deepened the kiss.
Devon kissed back and sat on his lap grinding her ass against the growing hardness on his pants. He smothered her butt against his hands while busy torridly kissing her thoroughly.
“Make me forget even for just a short time, Daemon. Love me, please.”
He stared at her red eyes from crying and kissed them softly. “You don’t have to beg me.”
He’s hesitating a bit because it’s like taking advantage of her weakness after what she went through with that fucking Joffrey but who is he to refuse her when she needed him the most?
They took off each other’s clothes in a hurry and made love there right on the floor. Daemon positioned himself and let go of the first thrust. He’s having a hard time making love to her slowly as the urge to take her hard is overbearing but he managed to control his carnal desire. What Devon needed now isn’t a fast release but a slow lovemaking to ease her tension.
Panting, clinging to each other’s naked bodies, sweat and tears wetting their bodies as they reached the climax together.
“I love you, Devon. I love you so much,” he confessed while holding her still inside her, shooting off loads of his cum.
She didn’t respond and just hugged him back.
“BULLSHIT!”
Maddy throws the phone on the wall and it splatters into chunks of pieces on the floor. She’s so frustrated to know that Daemon is inching closer into finding their daughter. According to her spy inside Daemon’s mansion, they had received a phone call from a man who will tell them where Emily is in exchange for money.
That must have been her mule who betrayed her.
“No! I can’t allow it! Daemon can’t know where her daughter is. He doesn’t need her! I can give him a son! We can be married instead!”
She tugged at her own hair while panicking. Emily is the only missing piece in the couple’s life. If they managed to find her then they could be really happy together.
“I won’t let that happen. Daemon is only mine. He belongs to me. We were meant to be with each other.”
It’s the only reason why she stayed married to that nasty old senator for years. She wanted to be a woman worthy of Daemon. If she’s powerful enough then she would avenge Daemon’s father for him.
“But why does he have to be together with that woman!” Her eyes moved creepily towards the mirror on her vanity table. “Should I change my face and mimic that bitch’s face? Would Daemon give me more attention by then?”
“Darling!”
She gasped when she heard the voice of her husband outside. Putting a fake smile on her lips, she opened the door and kissed her husband. She wanted to puke at his sight. He looked so ghastly like a dying old creepy man. she can’t believe she’s having sex with him every night.
“Yes, darling?” she asked sweetly and buttoned his suit for him.
“I did what you asked me to. Daemon’s properties will be investigated.”
She smiled secretly. With this new development, Daemon will be more than busy searching for her daughter. In that way, I could steal him back.
“Really? But I thought you wouldn’t since he is your business partner?”
“Nonsense.” He kissed her this time with tongue. She felt gross but she responded.
“He hurt your feelings. I won’t let that slide.”
Maddy hugged her husband. “Thank you for protecting me, honey. I know I can count on you.”
DEVON woke up from her sleep to pick up the phone on the bedside table. Daemon is still soundly asleep next to her, his arm is possessively draped around her waist preventing her from getting up.
“Hello,” she answered unaware of the one who’s calling.
“I know where your daughter is.”
She jolted when she heard that.
“I’ll tell you once you promise me that you’ll never tell Daemon Druft.”
She turned to the man beside her who’s still sleeping.
“I do. I promise,” she said in desperation.
She’ll take anything, even a call from a complete stranger if that would give her a lead to where Emily was.
“Where? Where is my daughter?” she asked after closing the door to the bathroom.
The man answered on the line and she could only grit in anger when she learned who was hiding her child all along.
