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between them,” she smiled. Instantly, the Countess dropped her wine glass onto the floor next to the tub.
“Oh, Countess. Are you ok? I will get that cleaned up and bring you a new glass right away,” Coletta apologized.
“See that you do,” the Countess replied coldly.
How could Kendra go from sharing a night like that with her to being with Alexos on his yacht, today? She understood Alexos had to get her out to build the panic rooms, but Kendra could have left a note or something. The Countess was hurt both by this man who was going to be her King and was “entertaining” on his yacht and by this woman whom she just shared an intimate night with and was also supposed to be her best friend. Maybe she wasn’t faking it when she told Alexos it’s not easy being her. I take it back about him not being rude. It was rude to just take her from my bed. How dare he! the Countess thought to herself angrily. Coletta reappeared with a full glass of wine. The Countess gulped it down and held it out for a refill.
The next few days, the Count noticed the Countess seemed very sullen. She stayed in her bed chamber most of the time and rarely smiled. He tried what he could, but nothing worked.
“Want to go dress shopping?” he suggested.
“No,” was her reply.
“Want to go into town and go dancing?” he asked.
“No,” again was her reply.
“Do you want to do anything other than sit here and mope around?” he said sarcastically.
“Not really,” she sighed.
“I give up,” he said, and he left. Good, she thought to herself. I’m tired of his 20 questions. She wasn’t even glad for the company, because it was not his company she wanted. She longed for Kendra or Alexos. Either would do. Just then, Kendra came skipping down the stairs.
“Countess, I’m back!” she yelled.
“Finally,” the Countess mumbled. “There have been two attempts on my life, and Angelina came back,” she said.
“Really?” said Kendra, sounding only half-shocked.
“No. Just kidding. I missed you,” and the Countess jumped out of bed to hug Kendra.
“You had me going there for a minute,” Kendra giggled.
“Why didn’t you leave me a note?” the Countess asked.
“I didn’t have time,” Kendra explained.
Little did the Countess know that Angelina and one of the “Others” were stopped earlier that night by one of the outside devices Alexos had personally created, and the Count was showing the videotape of it to Alexos at that moment.
Chapter Twenty-One
The following evening, Alexos and the Countess were taking their usual surveillance walk around the outside of the premises, but the atmosphere between them was strained. The Countess was unusually quiet, which Alexos noticed, but he was caught up in the things that were either incomplete or destroyed from the previous night’s actions by Angelina.
“I can’t believe they didn’t get to this, yet. I expressed the importance of its completion while I was gone, and it’s still not done!” he ranted.
“Good help is hard to find,” she mocked.
“This was my best work, and it was damaged in last night’s...” he trailed off, looking sheepish. “Never mind,” he said at last.
“Last night’s what?” the Countess demanded.
“I can’t tell you. The Count made me promise,” he pleaded.
“I don’t care about the Count!” she shrieked. “What happened?”
“Angelina and some of the ‘Others’ came here last night and tried to get in. They were deterred by my outside security, so they never reached the castle. The Count has it all on videotape. Please don’t tell him I told you,” he begged.
How convenient again that when Kendra was not here, the castle was attacked, was all the Countess could think to herself. She looked like she was a million miles away when Alexos spoke again.
“I’m glad I had at least some of those devices in place,” he said.
“How convenient you take Kendra’s naked body from my bed and whisk her off for
“Oh, Countess. Are you ok? I will get that cleaned up and bring you a new glass right away,” Coletta apologized.
“See that you do,” the Countess replied coldly.
How could Kendra go from sharing a night like that with her to being with Alexos on his yacht, today? She understood Alexos had to get her out to build the panic rooms, but Kendra could have left a note or something. The Countess was hurt both by this man who was going to be her King and was “entertaining” on his yacht and by this woman whom she just shared an intimate night with and was also supposed to be her best friend. Maybe she wasn’t faking it when she told Alexos it’s not easy being her. I take it back about him not being rude. It was rude to just take her from my bed. How dare he! the Countess thought to herself angrily. Coletta reappeared with a full glass of wine. The Countess gulped it down and held it out for a refill.
The next few days, the Count noticed the Countess seemed very sullen. She stayed in her bed chamber most of the time and rarely smiled. He tried what he could, but nothing worked.
“Want to go dress shopping?” he suggested.
“No,” was her reply.
“Want to go into town and go dancing?” he asked.
“No,” again was her reply.
“Do you want to do anything other than sit here and mope around?” he said sarcastically.
“Not really,” she sighed.
“I give up,” he said, and he left. Good, she thought to herself. I’m tired of his 20 questions. She wasn’t even glad for the company, because it was not his company she wanted. She longed for Kendra or Alexos. Either would do. Just then, Kendra came skipping down the stairs.
“Countess, I’m back!” she yelled.
“Finally,” the Countess mumbled. “There have been two attempts on my life, and Angelina came back,” she said.
“Really?” said Kendra, sounding only half-shocked.
“No. Just kidding. I missed you,” and the Countess jumped out of bed to hug Kendra.
“You had me going there for a minute,” Kendra giggled.
“Why didn’t you leave me a note?” the Countess asked.
“I didn’t have time,” Kendra explained.
Little did the Countess know that Angelina and one of the “Others” were stopped earlier that night by one of the outside devices Alexos had personally created, and the Count was showing the videotape of it to Alexos at that moment.
Chapter Twenty-One
The following evening, Alexos and the Countess were taking their usual surveillance walk around the outside of the premises, but the atmosphere between them was strained. The Countess was unusually quiet, which Alexos noticed, but he was caught up in the things that were either incomplete or destroyed from the previous night’s actions by Angelina.
“I can’t believe they didn’t get to this, yet. I expressed the importance of its completion while I was gone, and it’s still not done!” he ranted.
“Good help is hard to find,” she mocked.
“This was my best work, and it was damaged in last night’s...” he trailed off, looking sheepish. “Never mind,” he said at last.
“Last night’s what?” the Countess demanded.
“I can’t tell you. The Count made me promise,” he pleaded.
“I don’t care about the Count!” she shrieked. “What happened?”
“Angelina and some of the ‘Others’ came here last night and tried to get in. They were deterred by my outside security, so they never reached the castle. The Count has it all on videotape. Please don’t tell him I told you,” he begged.
How convenient again that when Kendra was not here, the castle was attacked, was all the Countess could think to herself. She looked like she was a million miles away when Alexos spoke again.
“I’m glad I had at least some of those devices in place,” he said.
“How convenient you take Kendra’s naked body from my bed and whisk her off for
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