My Sweet Punishment by Amelia Brooks (books like harry potter txt) 📖

       No way. My already gray-haired head won’t survive a second shock today. I pinched the girl’s ass when she was chattering in my ear and felt her body suddenly tense like a string. I was ready for angry accusations and reproaches, but Mia just sighed heavily and rested her head on my shoulder. That’s better.

       “I don’t need an ambulance,” came her quiet voice. “I don’t want to go to the hospital.”

       “They’ll just examine you,” and I’ll feel better.

       “I’m already all right!” she shifted uneasily in my arms. “Really, really!”

       “Mia?” I sighed wearily, “please.”

        It was well past midnight when I took the sleeping girl to my room. We did go to the hospital. The doctor on duty examined her. Thank God, there were no serious injuries. The nurse just gave Mia a sedative, and I took her away with a more or less calm heart.

        I laid the girl carefully on the bed, wrapping her in a warm blanket, and lay on top of it next to my sweetly sniffing punishment.

       Suddenly the girl began to mutter softly in her sleep. I got close to her face and, to put it mildly, was blown away by what I heard.

         “No… I’m not a slut… I’m not…” she continued to prove it to someone in her sleep.

         What a jerk I am.

        I sat on the edge of the bed. I know you’re not like that, honey. I took an unruly curl away from her face and stroked her soft cheek.

       “You’re the best that happened with me in all my thirty-four years,” I said with a mirthless grin and stared at her parted lips as if mesmerized.

      But then I heard the sound of a buzzing phone somewhere, which made me look up from the girl. Apparently, Mia didn’t take it with her to the yacht, since all the contents of the purse were left at the bottom of the deep sea.

        I got up to turn off the annoying cell phone. Whoever it was he can wait until tomorrow. The screen showed a missed call from “Mom”, and then a message that I initially did not plan to read. But... my eyes had already skimmed over the short text.

        Mom: “Darling, the operation was a success! In a few days, we will be able to see James. Call me back as soon as you can!!”

       I put the phone down and rubbed my face fiercely with my hands as if I wanted to get rid of what I had just seen. How many times this evening, I feel like a complete idiot? And even a madman like me was able to put two and two together to understand why the girl needed money so urgently.

      But who is James?!