Grease On The Door

"Any news about that cousin of yours, has she been found yet?" Chucks inquired with an arched eyebrow, his gaze focused on the lady who was taking her time pleasuring his junk, and like a sudden storm on a cloudless weather, he noticed how her rosy face turned sour at the mention of her older cousin, her teeth gritting in displeasure, which was a big turn off to their mood.

"Why do you keep asking about that useless illiterate?" Annabelle sniped in annoyance, pausing in her pleasurable movement. She really couldn't understand what most men saw in that cunt she called a cousin, but what angered her more was Chucks neverending inquiry about that woman—she would honestly think he was secretly into her since he hasn't stopped asking about her, despite them being in the middle of fucking.

"You know what, I'm done here." Annabelle gave up, raising her hands at both sides in surrender, "If you're worried about Valda, why not go into the woods and fish out her dead body by yourself, then you can confess and make love to her rotten corpse instead, since she's all you ever think about since your encounter with her."

"Hey, sweetheart, that wasn't my intention." Chucks strong arms grabbed her waist when she made attempts to rise from his aching member. "Why would I bother over someone like her when I have you? My gorgeous Anna, I'm only asking because I find her situation rather funny."

"Funny in what way?"

"Her reasons for being in the prison to start with," he moved a strand of Annabelle's black hair from her moody face, "she won all that money to save the house, but barely lives in it. She ran her pretty little mouth after winning the gold coins back there, and I did exactly as you told me to. I made sure Jeffery and I were caught by the Palace guards, and I made sure to frame your cousin. If I wanted her in anyway, don't you think I would have had my way with her that night?"

Annabelle rolled her eyes the more he tried to convince her otherwise, and a chuckle escaped her lips when he pushed his body up, her breast meeting his bare hardened chest that glistened with sweat.

"You're the only woman for me, but I have to admit you're a bad one. You could have easily saved the house and your cousin's reputation, but you chose to place her in such a tight spot! Turns me on whenever I think about it." He placed a kiss on her bare shoulder, his tongue licking her up to the naps of her neck where he gently sucked.

"I'm rewarding you for your good behavior, Chucks." Annabelle's fingers buried themselves inside Chucks hair, willingly letting him do whatever he wanted with her, and she says, "if you hadn't implicated my dumb cousin on that night, getting rid of her would have been impossible till now. You did a good job, and that is why…for your effort, I'm giving myself to you."

Placing her arms on Chuck's broad shoulder, Annabelle began to move her hips tentatively, just like a pro, and she didn't stop, even when Chucks groaned in pure arousal. He enjoyed the feeling of her walls clenching against his member, and his lips found her erect nipple, sucking on it like a starved man who had found his meal.

He captured her lips afterwards, doing a swift move and turning her to the bed so he would be on top. Annabelle laughed at his impatience, her legs wrapping around his waist, and unbeknownst to the both of them, Valda stayed frozen at the door—listening to their every conversation, but she was unable to bring herself to take in the dishonorable deed happening inside.

Yes she suspected Annabelle and that mother of hers would have a hand in her sudden arrest, but not once did it cross her mind that Annabelle would go to the extent of pleasuring a loser like Chucks, just so she could get rid of her. Before the whole commotion, Annabelle's mother had been doing her best to make sure the prince of Altena notices her precious daughter, so there was absolutely no way she'd agree to this scandalous affair.

Was it possible her Aunt doesn't know a whim about what her daughter is up to when they're away? For how long has this been going on under the family's nose?

Valda was too speechless to utter a word, her mind raced, and something weird crawled into her heart, gnawing at it. She couldn't pinpoint the feeling, anger maybe? But before she could go right in and slap some sense into that cousin of hers, her feet stayed in place, unable to bring themselves to walk in on them like that.

She shook her head.

If she goes inside now, it will ruin everything. If she needed revenge, she was going to expose her cousin's little deceit, including that of her family. Right now, she wasn't going to give them the benefit of a doubt, they would remain oblivious until she is ready to strike, and just like Eryx said, best to strike when the irons are still hot.

Her only regret was, this lecherous sounds they made would leave rent free in her head.

Cautiously backing away from the door, Valda returned to her Uncle's room. After her father passed away, both her uncle and his wife occupied the room he stayed in—their audacity to move into his room had stunned her long before now, so much so that their actions right now shouldn't even surprise her at all.

Valda searched through the cupboards and every other place she found searchable. Whatever file she laid her hands on, she held tightly onto them, since she couldn't read what was written on them. However, her instincts made her go through the files regardless of her cluelessness, and whichever file contained a property address, an official seal or even a stamp, she took them with her.

She knew the seal or stamp came from relevant authorities, so they had to be important. Asides that, some of the files contained illustrations of her home, a drawing just before it was built, and she took those with her as well.

After getting the files her sixth sense were more attached to, Valda went to her room and changed her clothes, putting on a dark gray-colored dress and draping herself with an equally gray cloak.

With this disguise, she's bound to gain less or no attention from the crowd.

When she was ready, she stepped out of her room and cautiously headed down the stairs. She tip-toed to the main door, carefully opening it to avoid alerting the two ugly birds upstairs, and she squeezed her face when it creaked open.

These damn people can't even grease the door!

"Hey! What are you doing??" The sudden voice behind her made Valda freeze before she could fully step out of the house, and she recognized the voice that shouted at her to belong to Annabelle.

"What are you—THIEF!!" Annabelle panicked, screaming at the top of her lungs.

Oh shoot! Time to get out of here.

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