Diavolo Ch 05 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 05

... off white and cushioned her steps. The scent of apples and cinnamon followed them downstairs. “This place is… it’s amazing,” Abigail gushed after seeing the lounge and bedroom downstairs. Michael grinned and held the keys out to her. Abigail gaped. “Oh, I couldn’t possibly.” “Why not? I’ve gotta clean this place and. frankly, I’m getting tired of it. I’ve got my own house to clean and tend to as well as compose music and keep the band going. You’d actually be doing me a favor.” Abigail looked around, eyes wide. “But what about the owner?” “The owner trusts me to make the right choice in picking someone to look after this place.” It all seemed so strange to Abigail. “Who is he, or she?” Michael shook his head. “He prefers to keep his identity a secret. No one knows he lives here. No one knows I live next door either. We like keeping a low profile.” Abigail just stared at him wondering who the owner could be. “What if he needs to come back here?” “He hasn’t been here in months. Don’t worry about it. Gabe or I will let you know if he decides to return. This would be your room.” “And where is his room?” “Upstairs. But that’s locked and off limits.” Michael’s stern look brooked no arguments. Abigail dug the tip of her espadrille against the shiny floor, locking her hands at the small of her back. “So I’m supposed to just live here and keep things tidy?” Michael nodded. “But wouldn’t his room get all dusty?” The big guitarist grinned. “There’s a lovely woman named Sharmane that ...

... comes over every once in a blue to tend to his room. There’s another entrance on the outside to up there. She just lets herself in, cleans his room and leaves. Abigail frowned, “But if he already has someone to clean his house, why would he want someone else?” “Sharmane only comes around once a month. He would rather have someone here full time to keep an eye on things. Sharmane is already working at another household. She only comes over sometimes to do him the favor when he’s out of town.” “And just his room?” Michael shrugged. “Like I said, she just does it as a favor when he’s gone. I think he’s only slept about five times here since he bought this place, and that was months ago.” Again, Abigail looked around, coming out to look at the fire pit and lounge area. “What a shame. It’s so soothing and beautiful here.” “Yeah, well, he wanted it to be his sanctuary, but someone he loves very much got sick and now he chooses to stay with her.” Abigail turned to regard him wide-eyed. “Oh, how sad. Does he love her?” Michael’s smile faded as he nodded. “She means the world to him.” “Well I’m glad he decided to go back to her. Maybe one day he might bring her here.” Michael’s grin grew sad. “Maybe. So what say you? Shall I go with you to the mansion to get your stuff?” She nibbled her lower lip again. “Gabriel said there was payment for keeping the place clean. How much are we talking about?” She imagined it might not be much since she would be here rent free possibly. She had so many ...