The Plan

DAMON'S POV;

Elena went in the direction of her room the moment we arrived at my apartment and I couldn't help but watch the way her ass jiggled as she walked.

It made me smirk with other intentions but then, I had other things to do.

Leo and I headed to my office where he offered me a drive.

I didn't mention it before, but Leo was one of my best computer geniuses.

After he mentioned that he'd made sure to place a tracking device on my brother, we had instantly left the disarrayed club.

Then he got to work on the computer, tracking the device and seeing exactly where Derek was.

After all the years of searching, I'd finally found him.

"What's your plan right now?"

"I know my brother. It won't be easy to get to him. But we can always use a pun."

"Hmm, I sort of like where we're going. What sort of pun?" He asked and I cocked a brow before he began laughing.

"She'll have to dress the part."

"I see that you've done the needful huh? Virgin?"

"For a person who was sexually abused, I'd say not." I had to admit, the thought of her uncle touching her sexually provoked me. "It's a good thing we killed him when we did." I said.

"You seem to be quite fond of this girl. I've never seen you act this way towards any woman before."

"That's because I plan to use her as bait. I know my brother more than anyone. He can't resist innocent girls like her."

"So you're just going to give her to him?"

"For a while, yes. I need as much information about him as possible so I can know what it is to use against him."

"And you're not vexed at the thought of him touching her inappropriately. She's yours, remember?"

I smirked as I leaned upon the table. "Of course. She listens only to me, hears only my command and demands. Nothing else."

"She's also quite fragile and naive. What if your brother takes her away from you?" Was Leo trying to help or piss me off? He raised his hand in surrender at the look on my face. "Just tryna help."

"You're not."

"So when do you plan on doing this?"

"He would have to return to the club."

"He's looking for you, it's going to be quite easy to get him to attend the club party. Or we could set up a ball. Your birthday is coming soon."

"Derek is no fool. Throwing a ball party when I don't celebrate my birthday is quite suspicious isn't it. He wouldn't take the bait."

"Then throw a ball, for your parents' anniversary as a reminder of their existence."

"Hmm, that might work. Never thrown it before but it does sound reasonable enough." I contemplated.

"But I wonder though, once she gets in there, what would she do? We could get a professional to do the job. A real bimbo."

I chuckled. "I wish it was that easy."

"She's way too innocent and unknowledgeable about how to do things like that."

"We can't say that yet. You don't always judge by what you see."

"So you're actually going along with your plan?" I nodded. "Then she has to undergo training then. Perhaps we should let a bimbo do the job training her."

"You can hire while I work on the files here. It appears embezzling is rampant in the mafia world."

"One of our men?"

"There could be no other party. And from what I see here, there are so many things that lead to Elena's..." There was a knock on the door and we both turned.

"You can come in." Leo said and the door opened up a little with Elena peeping through like a shy kid.

I chuckled at how cute she looked. She gently walked in and shut the door.

My eyes landed on those jiggling ass again and I instantly felt myself hardened at the sight.

"What do you need?" I asked and she opened her mouth to speak but then she seemed a bit shy.

Moments ago she was bold enough to suck my dick and take my cock even when she tried pulling away many times but still it was as though I was seeing two sides of her.

I raised both brows this time, waiting for her to speak.

"I'm in need of some female necessities." Leo and I shared a glance, because it was as though we both just realized that she was a female.

"Oh right." I said while Leo cleared his throat. "I'll send someone to get it."

"Umm, I think I should get them myself. Nobody knows the specific one I use."

"I see. Just write them on a sheet of paper and give it to me. Are you flowing at the moment?" I couldn't believe I was asking this question. I'd never dealt with a female before.

"No but in a few days I'll be seeing it."

"Come here." I said and she looked at me with confused doe eyes.

I could literally take her there and then, but I held in the urge.

She slowly stalked towards me. Back to her introverted and shy self.

I moved back a little, spreading my legs so she could sit.

I noticed the heat that crept up her cheeks. Then I glanced at Leo who had been observing us.

Once his eyes met mine, he understood the message.

"I guess that's my cue to leave." He said and rose from the chair before excusing himself.

My eyes went back to Elena's.

"So?" I scanned her from top to bottom, she was wearing my white shirt, but then that ass never failed to reveal itself.

When she turned I did what any man would, I grabbed it. Especially with the mindset that it was mine and mine only.

She gasped at what I did, but I didn't let go, instead, I squeezed.

I knew she was hurting at the time we were having sex, stretching those tight walls of hers.

And I knew she was going to be sore. But that wouldn't ever stop me from claiming what was mine. Would it? She yelled the moment I spanked that ass.

"Sit." She moved closer to me and I watched as the shirt raised the moment she sat on me.

Very milky skin she had there.

I took out a pen and paper and gave it to her so she could write what was on her mind.

"Write down everything you need, and I'll search for them here on the computer, then you'll show me what's best suitable for you. Got it?" She nodded. Ever the submissive one.

She took the sheet and pen in front of her and began to write everything she needed and from what I'd observed she wasn't one that would go extreme no matter how bad she needed it.

"Make sure you write everything you need." I said and that made her pause. I knew she was contemplating.

And for the first time in years I felt my heart warm, seeing the way she was restricting herself after being deprived for so long.

"Killing your uncle was not enough, I should have tortured him and begged him to beg you for everything that he did to you right on his knees and still tortured him."

She was astonished by what I stated.

"You killed him?" I nodded and saw the tears dropping from her eyes.

I gently wiped her tears with my thumb before I realized what just did.

I was never empathetic. What was happening to me? What was she doing to me?