Gibson was in a good mood. The young girl he had decided to marry eight years ago was definitely worth all his troubles of trying to hide her from the government. She had grown into a beautiful and obedient woman and she no longer fought back when he had sex with her. Moreover, he had tailored her to be exactly the kind of woman he liked. Although at the beginning she had been rather difficult to handle (she had tried to run away and had even tried to kill herself several times), it definitely was worth it. His friends found her to be a masterpiece, a model for how all women ought to be.
He sighed unhappily. He wanted to marry her legally but he was legally married to another woman, named Camilla. He hated that woman. She possessed none of the womanly charms that his doll did. But he had been forced to do so, as his business had been struggling back then and he needed some support from that woman's father. Also, his doll had gotten pregnant back then and he needed a heir. And as he was against abortion, he chose to legally marry Camilla and make the documents saying that the child was Camilla's.
"I should have thrown that child away,"he cursed under his breath. "my doll can have children now too."
Besides the child ended up not being his. Instead it was one of his friend's, and that was not surprising, because several of his friends slept with her too.
Gibson got out of the carraige in front of the villa's gate. It was already late. He had gone to one of his friend's house the previous night to play with one of his new dolls.
He had wanted to be early but decided against it as he loved to see the look on his doll's face which showed she had been waiting for him the whole day. He smiled thinking about the surprise she had planned for him. He hoped she was wearing the red lace dress that barely covered her body, he loved watching her trying to cover herself in that dress.
He knocked on the front door and a minute later his doll opened the door.
"Welcome home, Master" she told him smiling sweetly."I'd been waiting for you!"
He frowned looking at her dress. She was wearing a close fitting white dress, which, although showed some skin, was not as much as he would have liked.
"Why aren't you wearing the red dress I bought for you the other day?"
"Ahh.... you see...." she looked away blushing. "it's part of the surprise, Master."
"Okay then." Gibson said he was excited to see it. He entered the villa and headed to the dining room.
"Master, the surprise is in the bedroom." Lilith told him, blushing again.
"Oh, is it? Then I'm sure to enjoy it." he said, and then climbed the stairs to go to the bedroom.
Once he was out of an earshot, Lilith grinned. Yes, it would be enjoyable, but not for him.
Humming a little tune she walked to the kitchen and poured some of the wine she had specially prepared for the day into a glass.
The wine had been mixed with a paralysing drug that lasted for 12 hours. She was sure she would enjoy the night to the fullest.