We do.

There was a small spark of confidence I saw when she said those words. A confidence that I hadn't seen before.

With her dark brown hair cascading down her back instead of that horrendous ponytail, she looked better. She looked more like a woman. However, I king of missed the glasses perched on her face.

"I-Is that all?" She asked, her eyes never meeting mine. I let out a sigh. She was so easy to manipulate. It would be such a simple task to act on her insecurities just to squeeze almost anything out of her. I couldn't have someone like that working under me, but this girl was a necessity.

Downing my drink, I continued to allow myself to drown in my thoughts. Every occupying thought was consumed on how I was going to make this work. She was soft and I was placing her in a business where she needed to be strong—concrete. I didn't need someone who was going to stutter, look away, or cower at every waking second.

"Get up," I ordered.

She looked confused, but still stood up from the couch. I leaned back in my chair as I watched her. My wheels were turning in my head as a smirk made its way on my face. I needed to break her in order to rebuild her.

"Take off your shirt," I said. Her eyes grew wide, fear glazing her brown pools with ease.

"I-I thought you said- you said you weren't going to, um, r-rape me," she whispered shakily.

"I'm not going to touch you. I told you to take off your shirt, so I suggest you do it," I stated. She looked almost as if she were on the verge of tears. However, she didn't let a single tear fall. This girl was stronger than she let a herself be. It was going to be my duty to make sure she sees just how strong she truly can be. It all began with seeing how far she'd allow me to push her.

Her quivering hand latched onto the hem of her shirt. She slowly pulled the fabric up, leaving my eyes to follow. Of course, the girl was wearing a sports bra that tried its best to withhold her breasts who were practically spilling out of it. However, the sight wasn't bad at all. It had my hands twitching just to feel her.

As much as I wanted to feel her tan skin and rip that revolting sports bra off her body, I refrained. Instead, I watched and wondered how long it would be until she was right underneath me.

"Take off your sweats," I insisted. Her shoulders fell. I could see the numbed expression wash over her face. She latched onto the waistband of her sweats before beginning to pull them down. She wasn't shaking as much as she had before, but the girl was still slow to disrobe for me.

Once her sweatpants fell to her feet, my dick twitched in my pants. To my surprise, she was wearing a thong. I expected to see white nerdy virgin panties, but instead, she wearing something that showcased her every asset. The thong was a dark green which failed to match her navy blue bra, but she still managed to look good.

"Turn around," I rasped out.

"N-no," she began. A pointed look was enough to make her turn around.

I was definitely sporting a hard-on now. Giovanni informed me she was of Spanish decent, and her body did a great job of proving that. She had a perfect round ass with wide hips that most women would pay for. My favorite part were the stretch marks that stretched across her skin with ease. Oh, how badly I craved to lick every single one. I wanted to bend her over and fuck her senseless.

There was a feeling that loomed within me that this girl full of intelligence and insecurity could be molded into a woman of intellect, beauty, and fire. Now, as I look at her—I mean, truly look at her—I see it now. My little hacker is actually a sexy ass woman.

"Put your clothes on and get out. My guard is outside to take you back to your room," I said.

She didn't need to be told twice. Reyna picked up her clothing and quickly began to walk to the door. Anger consumed me when she reached for the door knob. Something compelled me to get up from where I sat and pull her arm into my chest. The worst part was when she flinched, almost as if she believed I would do something as low as hitting her.

"I said, put your damn clothes on, Reyna. My patience is at an all-time low right now. You do not want to play with me," I seethed before harshly letting her go.

She let out a soft whimper. The girl hurriedly grabbed her sweats and threw them on. As soon as she was fully dressed, she scattered out of the room. My jaw clenched at the sight of the door slamming shut behind her.

I walked back over to my bar and fixed myself my fifth drink tonight. My small amount of relaxation I managed to receive from the booze had disintegrated the moment I made contact with her skin. She truly sobered me up after stupidly trying to walk out of my bar half naked while three men were outside the door. They'd easily take advantage of the view, just like I managed to do.

I was tempted to fix myself another drink. I wanted to gain back what I lost when the girl showed up. My mind was yearning for another break, and my touch was tingling to feel the glass one more time before I slept to really welcome every demon.

It was hard for me to recall what forced my hands over to my glass. I found difficulty in finding why I poured so much of nothing but straight liquor. My power was doomed the moment I tossed the drink back and began to prepare another one.

——

I didn't know how many drinks I had. All I could remember was Adriano walking into my bar and assisting me to my room like he managed to do. He didn't say anything to me, or if he did, I didn't remember. Everything after that moment was lost in a haze.

Sitting up in my bed, I glared at the water and painkillers left over for me. If it weren't for the headache, I would have gladly left them there to rot. Without touching the water, I swooped up the pills and swallowed them.

Getting up from my bed, I strolled over to the restroom. My attention immediately shot to the shower. For some strange reason, I couldn't help but think back to that girl. Her body surprised me last night. The mere thought was enough to make my dick throb.

"Fuck," I muttered.

I couldn't help but to turn on the water that immediately went sprawling out the shower head. I didn't even allow the heat to surface before I threw off my clothes and stepped in. My hard-on was almost pulsating at the memory of her round ass. It was my imagination that really had its course at the thought of spanking the disobedience out of her.

My elbow pressed against the wall as my other hand gripped my length. I stroked myself from the base up to the tip. Every pump reminded me of the body that was going to haunt me. I wondered if she ever had sex before. The very thought of her innocence was enough for me to go faster.

I tipped my head back, groaning as I felt myself reaching a peak. After moments, I was able to cum onto the shower floor, groaning as I came.

Suddenly, my eyes narrowed at the sight of a figure from the other side of my shower glass. The heat led it to be a blur, but I was almost positive I could see someone. I pushed open the glass to my shower only to see the girl. Her eyes dropped down to my dick before quickly darting away with a widening look of surprise.

"I-I-I d-"

"Who let you out of your room?" I asked. She looked as if she were going to pass out.

Rolling my eyes, I raised a brow full of impatience.

"G-Giovanni. H-He said since I, uh, I, agreed to, uh, help that I-I can leave the room," she muttered out quietly. I noticed the way her eyes would dart to me at times before quickly averting away. A smirk made its way on my face to realize the tint of pink on her cheeks.

I hummed. "And what are you doing in my bathroom?"

"Giovanni told m-me to find you because y-you have something for me to, uh, do," she said in her whisper-like voice.

My jaw clenched. Giovanni was really beginning to irritate my soul. His job was to watch her, but he threw the woman onto me. If he thought he was going to get away with this shit, he was truly wrong.

"If you aren't planning on joining me in my shower, then I suggest you leave."

——

I watched her quizzically. She was leaning against the counter, talking to Rosalina. I could tell Rosalina already developed a liking for the girl. The way she bestowed her motherly smile on her was enough evidence for me.

The closer I walked, the quieter Rosalina became. She noticed me and quickly turned away. The sudden silence must have grasped the girl's attention because her gaze snapped over to me. Fear swam around her eyes again. She opened her mouth to speak, but I held my hand up to halt any noise coming from her mouth.

"I have a headache and the last thing I want to listen to is y-your g-goddamn s-stuttering," I seethed out.

She looked down at her feet before nodding her head. Rosalina looked as though she wanted to defend the girl, but she knew better than to do that.

"Now, since you are joining me... there are a few things we need to take care of," I smiled. She looked puzzled, but didn't bother to say a word. "I am going to turn you into a solider, angel. My solider."