Page 77 of Owned By Frank

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Page 77 of Owned By Frank

I let out a long sigh and sit down on the bed. I take out everything I need from the first aid kit. Bandages, peroxide and other ointments. As I tidy up I hear the sound of the shower.

I continue with my work until I hear a knock coming from the bathroom.

- Fuck! - shouts Frank.

I stop on instinct.

- Are you okay? - I say worried.

- Yes, yes! - it calms me down - just a problem with the shampoo.

I smile sideways and continue to check the medicine cabinet. I check the clock on my hand and it is : PM, I haven't even noticed that time has passed so quickly.

Someone knocks on the door so I quickly rush to open it.

The same old lady is there holding a tray, which carries two saucers. Dinner.

- Miss, Mr. Dante told me to bring this to you. I wanted to give you more privacy. - She smiles at me.

- Thank you very much. - I appreciate it , and she just disappears down the hall.

I close the door and leave the tray on the table. Seconds later Frank comes out of the bathroom. The wounds can be seen more clearly.

- Ready. - He smiles seductively.

I snap my tongue and smile.

- Good, now go change - I cross my arms.

- Wouldn't you rather do it this way? I mean, it's more comfortable, isn't it? - he mocks.

I open the door as a sign that what I say is being done, and with a light sigh he leaves the room.

A few minutes later he comes back in. This time he wears light sweatpants and a short-sleeved T-shirt that sticks to his body.

- Is it better? - he raises his eyebrow.

- Close your mouth and sit down. - I indicate you.

He does what I tell him to do.

- It is funny, I arrive all beaten up and my queen revives me this way. Giving me orders. - He sits down.

I smile sideways and approach him seductively.

- And how would you prefer me to welcome you? - I stand in front of him.

I push him back slightly, and I can clearly see the lust in those blues. I show a mocking smile and walk away.

- Well, let's get started. - I take the hydrogen peroxide and a few cottons.

He shows me his arm, something seems to have grazed it but the wound is not so bad, it looks like a simple cut.

- Be careful, be careful... It fucking hurts, woman! - He walks away but I grab him by the neck and pull him closer

- Don't be a baby! -I continue with his arm.

I go on like this for a long time while I lower Frank's restless hand again and again.




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