The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96: CALLING IN A FAVOUR

Finnegan

"And he has the club to the ball, Will Wolfe make the shot? He raises the club-"

"Henry you’re about to get hit by the club if you don’t keep quiet!" I hissed through my teeth, my grip tightening around the golf club.

"You’ve been standing there for like twenty minutes," Henry groaned a few steps away from me on the golf course. Green fields spread around us,the Saturday sun hanging low in the sky. "We came here to play, not spend the whole day staring into the the distance-"

I swung the club and the golf ball sailed into the air and rolled into the target hole.

"Perfect!" Arthur cried, clapping a hand over shoulder. "That was a neat hit, man,"

"Oh please, it was just pure luck," My best friend teased, setting his ball. "Watch and learn, Finn,"

I cocked my brows, watching him stretch and that gave a chance for my mind to wander. Abigail’s mouth on my cock, milking me with those lips.

Aphrodite.

I hadn’t meant to call her that. I didn’t even know I had said it, until I did. She had been kneeling over me with her dark hair loose and her lips slick with my cum and my entire nervous system had apparently filed her under the wrong name.

Except it hadn’t felt wrong when I said it. That was the thing that bothered me ever since that night.

I would be lying if I said she and Aphrodite weren’t similar. The way she had moved, the sounds she made, it had been just like Aphrodite.

But they looked different right. The hair, the eye color... my brows furrowed in confusion as a memory of Aphrodite’s contact falling filled my head. It had been one night, months ago, just for a second before she fixed it. So she definitely used contacts to hide her eye color.

And her hair... hadn’t it been black the first night i saw her and then suddenly it turned dark brown. I had assumed it was the lighting or something but... if that wasn’t her real hair color as well, what was it?

"Finnegan." Henry appeared at my elbow. "You’re doing it again. What’s wrong?"

I glanced over his shoulder at Arthur who was taking his shot, then tipped my head towards a tree nearby.

"I’m calling in that favour," I muttered when we were out of earshot.

Henry rolled his eyes and dropped his shoulders. I had helped him find some top level information that helped the establishment of his club and he had promised that he owed me one.

"You own Sanctuary. I’m sure you can access the registration information of everyone."

"Oh, shit. Not that," He sighed.

"What were you expecting, man? I understand how you but I’ll be discreet about this. I promise."

He stroked the trimmed beard around his jaw. "Alright. What’s this about?"

"Aphrodite, I need to know who she is."

"The brunette you keep gallivanting around the club with? That’s a breach of member privacy, man. It’s the foundation of the club,"

That piece of shit who laid his hands on my assistant? How she had dated that selfish, preening son of a bitch was beyond me.

Information? This had better be good. Besides, I had a question of my own that required answering. I was still waiting for the response from HD deliveries on who the fuck took my package and should get answer before noon.

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