Stalker Husband - Chapter 29：GRAYSEN

“Agatha.” I speak through my dry throat, making my voice rough and deep.

“Graysen.” Agatha answers with a sad expression on her eyes. “I’ve longed been imagining this day to come. And now I actually have you.”

I don’t have to ask her why she’s doing this. It’s been obvious she’s into me and not just my imaginations. I’ve ignored her because I think having an infatuation towards an employer is a typical occurrence in an office setting. I just didn’t expect she’ll actually go this far so as to achieve her desire.

Agatha caresses my face and smiles down at me lovingly before she slides her hand to my neck and down to my chest. She plays with the edge of the covers in a teasing manner before she slowly pulls it down to reveal my entire naked body.

Next, she slides her hand from my foot and up to my leg and inner thigh. She pauses for a moment before she holds my dick, massaging it up and down, inspiring a furious growl from my chest. This bitch, is she seriously going to r*pe me? Doesn’t she think what the consequences of her actions will be once I escape this place? And I’ll definitely escape this goddamn place so I can bring down my retribution!

“I’m sorry if I’ve ignored your feelings for me, Agatha.” I tell her, faking sincerity in my voice. “I just didn’t know you feel this deep towards me.”

“It’s because you did not give me a time of your day, Graysen.” Agatha answers in a mocking chuckle.

“Then let me apologize to you. Come here and let me kiss you.”

Agatha’s eyes flash with surprise and excitement as if she doesn’t expect I’ll say those words to her. But because she’s drowned in her stupid dreams that she easily believes my words. She slowly inch forward, bending down to offer me her lips.

As soon as she’s near enough to reach, I rear back and smash my head against her face, making sure I hit the right spot to knock her out in just one strike. I bit my lip at the pain of the impact and curse inwardly. But the pain is worth it when Agatha quickly drops to the floor and faints.

I look at the ties around my limbs, assessing my position and the knots that are used to bind me down. I give the binds a few tugs before they loosen, making the hole bigger enough to retrieve my hands out. I then untie my ankles next before swiftly rummaging the room.

Shit! Where are my clothes? Only Agatha’s clothes are folded at the chair. Taking a quick stride towards her things, I search her bag for her phone and dial Desmond’s number while peeking outside the window. I’m still at the Damari hotel, given the street and establishments surrounding the building.

“Hello?” My bodyguard’s baritone voice echo from the other side.

“Desmond. It’s Graysen.”

“Mr. Damari! I’m looking around the hotel for you after Albert notified me that you’ve been attacked. Where are you right now, sir?”

“Take a quick visit back at my condo and bring me set of clothes. I’ve been kidnapped. But I’ve resolved it now. It’s just Agatha but she worked with someone. Help me retrieve the CCTV footage of the hotel’s grand function hall later on.”

“Understood, Mr. Damari.”

I pull the cords from the bedposts and tie Agatha with it, making sure it’s tighter and more secure than her own ties earlier. I’d rather have Jessie as my assistant even though she’s a little dumb than keeping a bitch like this around my place. Damn her! She almost spoils my body I’ve kept chaste to gift to my wife!