Eleonora".
"Hmm .... What".
"Where did you get this bruise?"
"What Bruise?"
He lifted her over his lap and looked at her swollen ass and massaged it.
"This one".
"What? Wasn't you the one that gave".
"Not this bruise the other one I didn't hit you that hard".
"Oh yeh remember when you pulled me of that guy".
"Yes"
"I was beating him because him and his friends slapped my ass after you did"
His face went cold and he became quiet, she still couldn't see because she was on her stomach Mr Amani picked Eleonora up and placed her on the bed and went to grab something.
"Sir?"
"Turn over stay still".
"What? Why? Hey...let me go".
"Be quiet".
He took out some cream and gently rubbed it on her butt cheek, his rough touch carefully applying it on her soft swollen ass Eleanora felt a tingling sensation in her chest did he really care even after all that, she was beginning to feel sleepy, no she didn't fall asleep just yet she had so many questions she wanted to ask.
"Eleonora?"
*light soft laugh*.
"Good night"
He gently wrapped her in the blanket and put her in the car and reached out to put her seat belt on she turned her face to his the shallow breath on his neck leaving a weird feeling in his chest.
he drove home and gently placed her on the bed ruffling his fingers through her hair, her lips were so soft rubbing them slowly, unconsciously she kissed his thumb which gave him an erection, he blushed at the thought of her beauty but he had to get rid of her sooner than later she knows too much, he supposed that he had a lot to keep her quiet so there's no need to get rid of her yet.
Eleonora had a dream no more like a memory of her childhood, it was anything far from normal, but it wasn't always like that there was pieces of things she could remember about him her father his vivid passion for art which she inherited, his jokes that weren't funny but still made you laugh, he wasn't like those typical abusive fathers he wasn't extremely poor either it was a comfortable life, however in the happy memories of her father her mother wasn't seen once, she could never remember her warm face her father used to always wear those odd clothes like he came out of an old movie and the moustache she used to love pulling.
Her father's death was shrouded in mystery, all she heard was that he died by accident during a fight, but nothing was specified and he was underground before she could see him again for one last time, just one last horrible joke his gentle hand she wanted to kiss.
then that leaves the first memory of her mother a lesson she never forgot, with one slap her mother took her somewhere else far away and ignored her existence, well Eleonora was privileged in a sense so long as she avoided her mother she would live fine, but there was something that kept bothering her all the time her mother used to cry when she was drunk.
"It's all your fault he died if only you behaved"
She would often repeat this as she broke random items, Eleonora often wondered what she did she didn't think she was a naughty child, her father never shouted at her or if her mother had actually ever loved her father, he surely wasn't the most handsome man in the world but he was the greatest father she could have ever asked, for how she longed to hear him laugh once more.
The deep voice rang in her ear soothing and a warm hand on her cheek just like her father did when she was small, she didn't want to wake from this dream for the fear she'll never hear it again.
"Eleonora wake up you're going to be late for school"
"Hmm .... Dad.... I missed you"
"What? Dad? Eleonora wake up"
"Huh .... Sir? "
"Yes how many times do I have to call you?"
"Sir ... wait what happened, where am I"
"At my house where else hurry up I'll drop you off to school"
".....ok"
Eleonora thought she was missing something, what was it maybe she was still half asleep she dressed for school, this time in a deep ocean blue and still a fresh white shirt and came down the stairs, where he was sat at the dining table same place when she came to this house.
"Come eat something before you leave".
"Actually I forgot to tell you but the only class I have today is yours so I'm free until the evening class".
"Oh ok should I come to pick you up".
"No today I'm going out somewhere".
"Ok then I'll take my leave".
After he left the house had become quiet, she quickly are her food and left the house as Mr Amani sorted out his files for next lesson his phone rang.
"Boss did you get the person who stalked our meeting last night".
"Yes don't worry I punished him very well".
"Shall we go ahead with the plan tomorrow evening".
"Yes don't leave anything out have you made all the preparations?"
"Yes everything is complete".
"Did you find out who was behind all of this yet?"
"Boss...."
"Quickly I have a class later".
"Well we haven't exactly found out who it was yet this person is so well hidden it's as if he's dead".
"Doesn't matter now when you lay the bait down tomorrow we will find out who it is".
His heart was aching he didn't know why then a memory appeared in his head, an old one that somehow is linked to what's happening now but he can't put his finger on it.
Eleonora went to her house to get the rest of her things just the important ones, since her house was one flat she always crawled through the window to avoid her mother this room was still as horrific as before, the room was really small it only fitted a single bed that too leaving the mattress worn out and hard as a rock.