Tuesday 9 March 2021

THE INTIMATE ESCAPIST

 Excerpts, from the historic mystery book & adventrous erotic thrillogy.. MRS. HOT! 


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“You look so sick and pale, darling... Come to me”

Evie felt awkwardly strange, with him standing there inside her compound. 

 She didn't know how to react or what to say, “Um, it’s just a flu... and I’d be fine by tomorrow”

       

 Demetrios went close to her,

drew her closer and kissed her forehead, 

“Yes, you'd be fine. I’ll take good care of you. Evie, you’re coming home with me.” 

He ordered!’


 The outdoor drive did Evie some good, she kept watching Demetrios on the wheels and how impeccably relaxed he seem, undisturbed like a sea god... ‘Evie giggled silently at the thought of him being an actual sea god and noticed he glanced her way often while still focused on driving...’ 

   

 Occasionally Demetrios touched the palm of her hand, which sent shivers of sparks through her whole body, and lightly as the touch may feel it magically destroyed her thinking mode. ‘And slowly, Evie had to withdraw her hand from his, in fear of sane destruction...’ 

    

Parked in, 

 Demetrios got down went to the other side of the car and opened the door for Evie. And lovingly, he carried her inside, although she had hesitated he insisted with a nudge and

without saying a word. 

                

Evie felt so light in his arms, she belonged there holding on to him Demetrios affirmed to his mind. He laid her on the large sofa in his sitting room and got blanket from the spare room to cover her up...leaving Evie there while she rests, he went into the kitchen to prepare a light soup for her. He had brought her home, to his house in fear she’d slump or something worse might happen to her. For Demetrios knew well enough Evie had no one to take care of her, ever since she remained married to her family's former lawyer... Manuel 

 It enraged him, coldly. That he cursed! 


 The thought of it infuriated him further, and it took every fiber in him to keep his fury on check, He couldn't go on and watch her suffer not when he can help it, fudge,’ and he cursed out of his breathe again! 


Back in the sitting room, 

. He watched her sleep restlessly on the sofa, Evie manageably had eaten barely enough to suffice her strength and he was very worried,

although she was a strong woman in a petite full body, average height rather not too small her hips were well rounded, breast not too small and right for his taste. Darn!, he let out. She was a mesmeric slight to behold and her beauty was heartbreaking, that Demetrios could feel his heart clench at the thought of any mishaps befalling her. "To be continued...