Rhea POV
Roxy and I have decided to go after the witch, with or without the help of the hunters. We go into my bedroom and change clothes. The plan is to go to Damien's first. We want to go through the cottage and look over the contracts to see if we can find anything about the location of the women.
"Roxy, I was thinking that you two should let H and check the cottage and the grounds at Damien's first," Morgan says as she enters my bedroom.
"We could let them go and make sure it is safe for us," I suggest to her.
"I am going with them; you can stay behind if you want," Roxy snaps at me.
"Okay, I get it. We can all go. Shit, at least we will all be there if anything goes down," I say to her.
Roxy slips a shirt over her head and slides into some tennis shoes. I change into something more comfortable, and I am ready to go to the cottage. Charlie, H, Morgan, Roxy, and I leave my apartment. We head down the hall to the elevator and wait for it. I notice Charlie looking at me strangely then looking away from me. Hmmm, what is all of that about, I wonder?
Finally, the elevator arrives. H, Morgan, and Roxy get on, and Morgan closes the elevator fast, leaving me to wait with Charlie. This makes me nervous. Charlie grabs me by the arm and pulls me to him. "There is something I have been wanting to do since I got you back from Damien," Charlie says. He leans down and kisses me. I pull back from him.
"Why did you do that?" I ask him.
"Maybe someday you will remember me, but for now, I can be patient," Charlie says.
What in the hell is he talking about? I do not know him, nor have we ever met that I can remember.
Charlie pushes the button for the elevator, and we wait in silence for it to come. He grabs me again and kisses me again. I slap him. "Why do you keep doing that?" I ask him—Charlie smiles. "The slap was worth it; I have missed you tremendously," Charlie says, leaning down to kiss me again.
"Okay, weirdo, please stop doing that," I say to him firmly. The next time I am going to punch this mother fucker.
We get on the elevator. "We were a couple once, a long time ago. We were very much in love with one another, and then something happened to my sister and her husband. I left to find her, and you tried to help me. You went to work for Randall, and the rest is history," Charlie says.
"I do not remember any of that," I say.
"Of course not; Damien was grooming you from the get-go. He removed me from your mind first, then moved on to other things. He worked on you for months before he made the offer," Charlie says.
I reach over and hit the stop button on the elevator. "So tell me something about me that no one else knows," I say to him.
"Really, seeing how your brain is fried, you think anything I remember will be you now. I love you and will continue to love you. I can wait until you remember me," Charlie says to me.
"Is this a ploy to get in my pants, sir," I say to him.
"Stop that. Stop being a bitch. Not every man on earth is after what you got cooking between your legs. I wanted to marry you, hell I still do when you come back to me," Charlie says.
I pull the stop button to release it to so we will start moving again. I stand there beside Charlie. As the elevator reaches the parking garage, Charlie hits the stop button once again, suspending us between floors.
He grabs my hand and pulls me to him. He touches my face and looks into my eyes. He leans down and kisses me so softly and sweetly. "I love you, and you have to remember me, Rhea," Charlie says. I smile at him. "I am sorry, but I feel nothing," I say to him.
I pull the stop button and stand in front of the elevator, waiting for it to open. The door finally opens after the longest minute in my life. I step out and look back at Charlie. "I wish I did remember if what you are saying is true, but I do not. I am sorry," I say to him.
"It is okay, you will, Rhea. It will all come back," Charlie says.
He walks past me to the van. I follow him slowly. Charlie gets into the front seat of the van, and I get into the back. I can tell he is upset, and I do not blame him. Did he really think a kiss would bring back my memory? Hell, that heavy-duty spiritual tea did not bring all my memories back.
Roxy reaches over and touches my hand, and Charlie is watching her touch my hand in an eerily kind of way. "You okay, Rhea? You look upset?" Roxy says. "Yeah, I have some memories I need to dig out," I say to her.
"Some memories are better left in the past, Rhea. Think about that. It may be better not to remember everything that happened," Roxy says.
"Yeah, but what about our life before all of this. I want to remember those moments. I cannot remember anything prior to working for Randall and the club. I remember Tyler. Hey! Where is Tyler?" I ask, remembering something about him all of a sudden.
"He is with Jacob; they are checking out a lead on the dungeon," Charlie answers me.
"What is it?" Roxy asks me. She is puzzled, I can tell. "It is just that I do not remember anything before Randall, but I remember every moment with Tyler. Is that odd?" I ask her.
"Tyler is memorable, to say the least. Maybe he stood out in your life for some reason or another," Roxy says.
"Yeah, maybe you are right," I say to her.
Still, it seems odd that I can not remember anything other than Tyler. I sit in the back of the van, thinking about everything and trying to remember Charlie. I want to remember him if we were that close. If he loved me so much, then why did he send me to work for Randall? Who would do that to someone they love? Nothing makes sense in this equation.
We pull into Damien's estate. The pass lock is locked, so we cannot drive the van through the gate. Morgan stops the van and turns it off. "I know the code if you want it so we can drive up to the house," I say.
"That would be very helpful, Rhea," Morgan says to me.
"The code is DR7145R, which should open the gate," I say.
Morgon leans out of the window of the van and puts in the security code. The gate hesitates and then opens for us. Morgan drives the van all the way to the front door of Damien's massive estate. The front door is wide open. Hmmm, that is off, but per the usual of this adventure. Nothing could surprise me anymore with Damien or anyone involved in any of this.
Morgan and H get out of the van and go into the house. Roxy and I start walking toward the cottage. Charlie follows us. "Let's go into my office first and look at some files," I say to both of them.
"Shouldn't we check the witch cottage first. You know, just in case she is lurking around here and wanting to kill us," Charlie says. He is adamant we check the witch cottage first.
"Okay, if that is what you want to do, I am going with you," I say to Charlie. "Me, too," Roxy says.
We walk up the stone-paved walkway to the witch cottage. I do not see her peering out the window or looking at us in any way. Maybe she left and got the hell out of town when Damien and Soul were taken.
As we get closer to the front door of the cottage, it opens. No one is at the door, and it just opens on its own. Roxy walks through the door first.
The three of us walk into the opened door. I hear creaking and rocking in the distance. I look around the creepy cottage for the witch. The rocking and creaking noises get louder as we enter.
"I have been waiting for you, Rhea. What took you so long to come to see me finally?" the old hag asks me.
I walk toward the voice and the creaking noises. The old hag lights a candle beside her and blows out her match. "You are slow, girl. If I were you, I would have come here before I killed those vampires. There is so much for you and me to discuss," the old hag says to me.
I sit down in front of the old hag. She reaches out to touch me. It freaks me out, but I wait to see what she has to say. As I lean forward, she looks at Charlie.
"So, Charlie, do you want me to make her remember everything? Is that why you brought her to me?" the old hag asks Charlie.
"Please," Charlie answers.
"Very well, Charlie. Rhea, look at me and remember," the old hag says to me.
My brain begins to burn, and flashes of memories begin to turn in my mind. I look at Charlie. "I remember," I say softly.
Charlie POV
Flashback
"You do not have to do this, Rhea. I can figure out a way to find my sister without you risking your life to find her or going to work in that damn fantasy club. All of this is unnecessary; there has to be another way, love," I say to Rhea as she packs her things to move into an apartment across town.
My college buddy Tyler will look out for her and her friend Jasmine. I am not sure if I can handle this as she leaves me, for I do not even know how long all of this will take.
"There is no other way, Charlie. We have to get your sister back from those monsters. She knew the risk when she went in undercover, but this is not right. We have to get her back," Rhea says.
"Rhea, we all know the risk. We have been hunters since we were old enough to walk. Your parents and my parents raised us to know the risk. My sister knew the risk. There has to be another way to get her out without my future wife going into that club to lure them out of hiding," I say to her. Rhea keeps throwing things into a bag.
"I will be fine. It will not take long for me to figure out who the vampire is pulling the women out of the club. Have some faith in me. I have done this a million times. I can do this," Rhea says.
"No, this is different. These vampires are different. They work for a darker power. I have never seen anything like this before, and neither have you. I want you to reconsider. We can send in Morgan. Hell, we can send in anyone but you. I have already lost my sister, and now you want to go in and get lost in this mess too," I say to her. I continue to plead my case. Rhea will not listen to me. She has already made up her mind to go to the club and work until she figures out who the vampire is taking women for his dark lord.
"You are acting like I am a rookie. You know I can do this, Charlie. Are you afraid for yourself or me?" she asks me.
"I am afraid for both of us. Don't you get it? I cannot lose you too. Rhea, let me send in Morgan," I continue my plea.
"No, Charlie. Now, do you have everything set up for my memories?" Rhea asks.
"Yes, Tyler has all of your memory changes. He will do you tonight when you get to the apartment. He will stay close to you and keep an eye on you. Just in case anything goes sideways. When and if the vampire shows up to take you, then Tyler will get in touch with me so I can make sure you are rescued promptly," I say.
"Not too promptly. Let me get all the information I can first, then rescue me. Do not do like you did last time. You have to accept this is part of this operation. Do not bust in because your ego gets in the way. After we are married, I promise you I will stop going out on this type of operation, but for now. I am going to do it. We have to save not only your sister but all of the women that the vampires and the dark lord have taken," Rhea says.
There is no way to talk her out of going into the club. She is not listening to me. Not that that is anything unusual, Rhea always does her own thing. She is bold, daring, sexy as hell, headstrong, and most importantly, the love of my life.
Rhea hands me her engagement ring. When she places it in my hand, I have the most uneasy feeling that I will never put it back on her ring finger again. I cannot do this again.
"I insist you stay with me," I say to her.
"And I insist you stop being a baby. You can come by the club and see me. You can see that I am doing okay, but keep your distance," Rhea says.
"Great, I can come by the club and watch you smear yourself all over men that you do not know," I say to her.
"That is unfair, and you know it, Charlie. How fucking dare you? You act like I am dying to get over there and smear my pussy all over some vampire or some old fuck that needs it. This club is not a prostitution ring. It is not like when you let that bitch suck your cock to get information about a vampire hive. You were fully in your fucking mind! I will not even remember you after tonight. Maybe that is for the better. Fuck this Shit! Charlie, when this is over, we are finished!" Rhea screams at me.
Rhea grabs her bag and starts walking toward the door. "Wait, Rhea, I love you. You have to know how much I love you," Charlie says.
Rhea stops. She drops her bag on the floor and runs back to me. She kisses me then grabs my face. "I fucking love you, but you are the biggest fucking asshole I know in this world. Stop treating me like this. You know what kind of life we live. We need to love one another and depend on one another. But sometimes, I will have to use my body to get the information we need to stop these bastards!" Rhea says to me.
I kiss her back and pull her closer to me. I hold her tightly. I do not want to let her go. This has to be the worst mission I have ever been a part of since becoming a hunter. The thought of having to watch the love of my life walk out of my home, our home, and into her own place while she baits a vampire to kidnap her. This cannot be the only way, but in reality, well, our reality, I know this is it. This is the only way to take down this hive of vampires and their sick twisted perversions.
"Do not leave yet?" I beg here.
"I have to meet Tyler with the building manager to get my apartment key. I also have to be at the club for my audition soon. I have to meet up with a guy named Randall, and he owns the fantasy club and a strip club downtown. I know he is involved with the vampires and recruitment, so I have to make sure he loves me," Rhea says.
"Well, try not to fuck him too fast," I say to her.
"See, now that shit hurts, Charlie. You know damn good and well how I will play this out. I will be tough and sassy. I can win him over no problem. I do not plan on sleeping with Randall. From what I understand, he hires feisty women, and that is exactly what I plan to give him, a fiesty sassy woman," Rhea says to me.
I lean down and kiss her again. "Stay just a little while longer. You could give me some of that sassy woman you are holding out on before you leave me to be with the vampires at their raunchy little club," I plead with her.
"Okay, you got ten minutes, please me bitch," Rhea barks at me.
"Only ten minutes; I think I will need more time than that," I say to her, picking her up off the ground and carrying her to the master bedroom we share.
"No, you won't unless something has changed since last night," Rhea says.
"Challenge accepted, princess," I say to her.
I set Rhea down beside the bed. I take off my shirt and unbutton hers. I pull her bra off quickly. "No time for pleasantries; I only have ten minutes, so maybe you should undress yourself," I say to her.
I unbutton my pants and let them fall to the ground as Rhea starts to remove her sexy blue skirt. I grab her, spin her around and bend her over the bed. I pull her panties down to her ankles and hike her skirt up to her waist.
I position myself to enter her, sliding the tip of my cock inside her wet pussy. I grab her hips on both sides and pull her as I thrust into her hard.
"Yes, Charlie, hard, just the way I like it," Rhea moans for me.
I thrust into her deeply and hard. Her pussy is soft, wet, and tight as hell. She grabs the sheet, moaning as I give her my cock hard the way she likes to be fucked. My swells inside her sticky pussy. Sex with Rhea is always mind-blowing, especially after we argue about work.
My cock seems to grow longer and harder as I thrust into her. She arches her back more as she moans, begging for a deeper penetration. "Lube up and slide into my ass," Rhea demands of me.
I reach into the bedside drawer and grab our lube. I do not think I need it. She is so wet; my cock is soaked from her pussy juices. I pull out of her and lube up my cock. I return the lube to the drawer and slide my cock into her ass slowly.
"Now, Now, daddy, fuck my ass good," Rhea says, taunting me. I slide my cock in deep and slam hard into her. I thrust in and out of her tight little ass as she moans.
"Make me cum, charlie. Make me cum," Rhea demands.
I hold her hips, slamming into her ass as hard as I can. She is holding the sheets and screaming for more. "FUCK ME BITCH!" Rhea screams at me.
Her breathing labored as she demands a harder fuck. Fucking this woman should be a sin. I push my cock further and further into her tight ass until she finally begins pushing back and bucking her body. She is cumming for me hard. "Fill me with your seed, Charlie," Rhea demands.
I push my mighty cock into her hard, releasing my cum deep into her ass. Rhea lays flat, relaxing and waiting for me to pull out of her ass.
"I think we have time for one more round, my little slut," I say to her as I start pumping her ass. I am going to fuck her all afternoon.