Chapter 40 - Cleo, Secretary and...Butler?!

The moment Prisana awoke atop a round bed of black velvet sheets with a beastly arm holding her captive, she panicked. She panicked because everything felt like a dream. Dane, her worst nightmare and best fantasy, saved her and gave her waves of pleasure among pleasure until she couldn't handle it anymore.

Speaking of dreams, there was a beautiful dream she had last night. Her hands lifted to touch her lips. The beautiful dream was of Dane. She dreamt that he had kissed her so sweetly and softly and then stroked her head for minutes on end. But that wasn't possible.

He hated kissing her.

Looking at him sound asleep, he looked like any other vulnerable man. She poked the wrinkles on his forehead and then found him relaxing. Satisfied, she nestled deeper into his beastly arms. But the peace didn't last long as she opened her eyes again in horror.

There was another man in the room with them!

What looked like his...Secretary?!

The quiet man that drove them to Dane's residence was holding a colorful fluffy duster and crouched into the corner. He clipped his silver grey hair in a hair tie and covered his mouth with a medical mask.

When Prisana screamed, he turned and screamed with her.

"What are you doing?!" she shouted.

"...C-Cleaning. It was the last room I had to c-clean and I didn't wish to bother the t-two of you but there's an important m-meeting at 12 I need to fill in for Elias."

Oh. That's right. To the world, Dane was still Elias Blackwell.

She regained her composure and looked to Dane who was still dead asleep.

Had he not heard her petrified screams at all?

His secretary walked closer to inspect Dane and Prisana clutched the velvet sheet closer against her naked body.

"He doesn't sleep at all so it's actually a surprise that he is..." he trailed off, poking at Dane's chest as no reaction came through. "When he does sleep, it's like he's dead."

The secretary and butler was right. Prisana pinched his right cheek as hard as she could and she received nothing on his end. She leaned in to check if he was breathing and he was. It wasn't healthy for a man of his age to abandon sleep and then sleep throughout the day. She would have to do something about his wacky sleeping schedule.

"Er sorry for shouting but I think anyone would be surprised to find someone in the same room with them as they are...naked. So, what's your name?" Prisana finally asked.

"Cleo. And," Cleo motioned toward a bag at the table. "He told me to buy you a dress so there's a change of clothes for you in that bag you can change into."

"Thanks. Uh, could you stop dusting for a bit and leave so I can get changed?"

"Gah! I'm sorry, forgive me I was just so focused. I'll leave now."

Cleo gathered his supplies and scrambled out into the hallway. After the door shut, she pried off the beast's arm and climbed out of his bed. Or to be more correct, 'their' bed. She walked over to the bag and reached inside to find a stunning dress.

Her eyes sparkled as they observed a pink and white floral maxi dress. There was a pretty sash in the middle as it was tied into a bow. Her fingers ran along the thin fabric as she relished how it would look on her.

She grinned happily and clutched it to her chest as if it were the most precious gift she has ever received.