JUST A GIRL

Dylan had just got off the line with his men at the airport, he had asked them to get his private jet ready to fly and that he would be there in the next thirty minutes.

He had made calls, he even filled Zade in, he didn't call Alex yet but he was sure Zade would talk to him about it. Dylan was reaching his climax by the minute, his sanity was on a fucking thread, he couldn't believe that Anoushka would do so much in just a few hours. The thought alone was making him think about reversing the car back and teaching the girl a lesson, perhaps torturing her to death. Even though he knew the consequences would be grave, he need not care now, not right now when he was on the verge of breaking down.