Captured for Interrogation

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Alexis smiled. "You understand then, Mikhael. Very good. Tomorrow, the real torture will begin," she informed him, with a wicked smile. "Almost dinnertime. Time for you to get me ready, Mikhael."
 
"Hmm. . . you've done soft, you've done seductive. . . What else can you do?" Alexis asked with a smile.
 
Mikheal got a wicked grin on his face and decided to take a little revenge for her teasing. Instead of showing her a mirror after every step, he pressed on. When he was finished, he offered his arm to take her over to the dresser.
 
Alexis knew what he was doing, and she didn't mind. It was a very small price to pay. She allowed him to lead her to the dresser.
 
Mikhael looked through until he found a dress that revealed her legs and some heels. "How about these?" he asked.
 
Mikhael gave her a smirk, knowing what he had done. The mess hall was filled with snickering as she walked through. When she sat down, she saw Nikolai holding a bag of frozen peas on his groin. When he saw her, he burst out laughing at Mikhael. "You don't know what you just set yourself up for," he said.
 
"Something wrong with my face?" Alexis asked quietly, kissing Nikolai's cheek. "And someone got a lucky shot."
 
"Well, firstly, someone hung a pair of steel toed boots over a door at a very inconvenient height," he said.He leaned in closer to her. "And he's made you up to look like a street walker."
 
Alexis ate hungrily, and when she finished, she looked at Mikhael. "You're dismissed. Dress minimally tomorrow, and be prepared for anything. Understood?" she said in a soft, dangerous tone.
 
"Make it so. Dismissed," she said. She returned her attentions to Nikolai. "So. . . what do you have planned for tonight?" she asked softly, trailing her nails up and down his arm.
 
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