The Devil's Secretary

Chapter 103: Erectile dysfunction

It was past midnight and the nightclub was bustling. People occupied the dance floor and danced like it was the last night they had in their life.

’’Fuckers are dancing as if tomorrow an apocalypse will take over the world,’’ Ryle was sitting on barstool as he observed the people who were enjoying themselves to the brim, ’’What is even making them so happy?"

Maxim looked at the man with an inquisitive gaze, ’’Did you call me over here in the middle of the night to observe how other people are functioning in their lives?" When the man did not say anything, ’’Say the word, Ryle. If it’s a yes, then they have brought over a new team of therapists in the hospital. I’ll do you a favor and book you an appointment the first thing in the morning tomorrow.’’

Ryle narrowed his eyes, ’’Must you spew poison the moment you open your mouth?"

It was not hard to guess why Maxim was acting like a woman on period. The man had to leave his wife’s side in the night and drive to a friend who seemed to have lost his sanity, if it ever existed before in the first place.

While both the men had drowned in silence, three women shashayed towards them.

"Handsomes, you think it is fair for us ladies if you grab a corner and sit quietly in places like this?"

As one of the women almost laid forward on Maxim’s body, Maxim’s senses were overpowered by the fragrance of the strong perfume that wafted over to him and a strange itch overpowered his body. His OCD that had been showing neligible symptoms in the past few months, seemed to have come back with a turbulent force. It almost felt like millions of ants were crawling on him.

Maxim slid his body to the side. Without touching the woman by half an inch, he got up and grabbed his coat, ’’I am out of here.’’

Ryle looked at his friend’s retreating back but the view was soon covered by the third woman who had gone up to Maixm. She walked back to him, her hips moving with every step she took.

Yet, a distinct face flashed in his mind. Just some time ago, he was with her in the balcony of his room until he could not resist the woman anymore.

Daisy’s words rang in his mind.

’I think you need to meet some women and let it out,’ Initially her voice sounded rather hesitant and light but as she spoke to him, her rationality seemed to have come back to her mind, ’I don’t blame you for what happened between us. I had a part in it. But now that I am staying here at your place, it’s not going to be on the foundation of any indecent relationship with you.’

The woman stood from his lap, swiping a graceful hand down the creases of the shirt she was wearing as she continued speaking.

’I am not going to be one of your women. If you desire physical satisfaction, I don’t think you lack any options.’

’What is it that you are trying to say?’ Ryle had responded to her words, feeling as if someone had washed the heat of his body over with a bucket of ice water.

’Let’s not ruin the mutual respect and friendship that we have developed over this period. I am grateful for everything and I believe you also don’t hold any grudges because of the past issues. The slate is wiped clean and we get to start afresh. I think that’s a good thing.’

Ryle snapped out of his reverie when one of the women settled on his lap, inching closer to him. ’’A place like this and you don’t even have a glass of wine in your hand.’’

Ryle’s eyes flashed and in the next moment, his lips tugged up in a playful smile, ’’You can change that,’’ he wrapped an arm around the woman’s waist. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Let me change that,’’ she swayed her body coquettishly before moving the glass of wine to his mouth.

But Ryle placed a finger on the glass and slowly pushed it to the side before he pinched the woman’s chin and leaned closer to her.

The woman closed her eyes, hence missing the way Ryle’s smile disappeared the moment his lips were inches away from hers. His body was colder than a corpse’s and his dick which was being stimulated by just a few gazes from that woman back in his mansion, refused to stir the slightest.

’’Get off,’’ Ryle turned his face to the side.

The woman opened her eyes, startled by the murderous aura that the man emanated. ’’B-But...’’

’’You want me to repeat?" Ryle did not look at her but his tone dipped.

The other two women who were about to please Ryle in other ways fled. The man did not seem ordinary to them and they did not want to offend him in any way.

The other woman who was sitting on Ryle’s lap hurriedly scrambled off him as she walked away, her footsteps unstable by the abnormality of the situation.

Ryle pushed himself to his feet and walked out of the nightclub, his fingers raking inside his hair. Once he reached his car, he got inside and leaned forward on the steering wheel with his head lowered.

This was the first time it happened to him that his body did not react to a woman in such a close proximity. If he wanted to sleep, he did not have to know about the woman or need any stimulation at all. He just had to know that his body needed a release and everything would function organically. Never before did he have this experience of what seemed almost akin to erectile dysfunction before.

What did that woman do to him?

Just the thought of her gave him glimpses of her. Her wearing his shirt, obediently showing him her her hair to put the medicinal oil in, letting him feed her, blushing at seemingly common things and most of all, meeting his gaze with those eyes of her that seemed to be staring straight into his soul.

Those lips had seemed so ready to be taken when she was sitting on his lap, hesitantly but willingly. When he uttered the filthy things he wanted to do to her, that cold façade of hers seemed to have slipped just a bit as the woman squirmed and averted her gaze, rather shyly...

A throb between his thighs dragged him out of his reverie. Ryle looked at his pants that were sporting a glaring tent. His face darkened.

’’Fuck!" he cursed under his breath.

Back in the mansion, Daisy had no idea about Ryle’s dilemma. When she asked him to find some woman and get his needs satiated, he almost seemed angry for a moment. But then post that, it looked like he agreed with her words.

’I think you are making sense,’ the man had said, ’It has been quite some time. Maybe my body is asking for it.’

A weird sense of discomfort had settled in her chest when he said those words and got up and left soon after.

Where he was going and what he was going to do? Daisy did not have to think much to understand it. She had stayed by his side for enough time to know his schedules and patterns.

But after a moment of strange disturbance, she felt rather calm and relieved. It ruffled her when the man did and said things that were so unlike him. And more so, it bothered her when her body reacted to it, when she was inclined towards urges that she had never ever had before.

She had known peace and calm all her life, even if people might find it boring, but that’s all she has been familiar with.

Not Ryle Harper. Not the man that he was. And not the chaos that he made her feel.

’’You must be Miss Chen.’’

Lost in her thoughts, Daisy did not realize when she had reached the living room.

She had worn Ryle’s trackpants under his shirt and even with multiple folds and tightening around her waist, it still seemed loose and awkward.

Nevertheless, that’s all she had so she inhaled a deep breath and nodded at the woman politely, ’’And you are Mrs. Lu.’’

The woman smiled and it looked like a kind one, ’’You can call me Nanny Lu or Aunty Lu. Whatever suits you, dear.’’

’’Mommy... Mommy...’’

"We can talk upstairs,’’ Daisy said as she picked Angel up and nodded at the woman before walking upstairs.