Short Story: Moving Away

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Moving further away from the Lexi, and slumping against a wall, the intensity departed Richard's demeanour. After the adrenaline that had pumped through his body the entire day, the toll exacted by his climb up the ivy-covered wall, and subsequent realization that their plan need be abandoned, followed by the nerve-ridden escape from the Mansion, and now this, the man was mentally and physically exhausted. He'd left the decision in Lexi's hands, and could await what that would be, and hope that the anger he'd witnessed flare in her eyes, would subside with his apology. This was for them, and what, combined with guilt, bit him the hardest, was a sense of uselessness. He'd failed in his mission and promise to protect them, and now it was up to …show more content…

That was the point, and although he could attempt to assure her that Levine would sell the photograph's to one of her Father's rivals, and they'd never see the light of day, that would be a lie. The man would ensure they also entered the public sphere, no doubt with his name attached, in search of notoriety, and those who ogled over Alexandria in her formal attire, as she often appeared in the society pages of the newspapers, would subsequently not have to imagine her naked in their masturbatory fantasies. They'd have the real deal to jack off to. Her tone devoid of emotion, Richard made no move to stop Lexi before the bathroom door slammed behind …show more content…

The sooner we can get this over with, the better, and relief flowed through him, tempered a touch by Lexi's grim expression, when he swiveled to face her. Rather than try to console the Heiress, the man simply accepted that, although understandably upset, she'd at least agreed to forge ahead with his suggestion, and approached. "His studio is in LA, and I've both that number, and his private cell, from his communications with Karl. I can contact him, to see if he's interested, and if so, negotiate the terms of the

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