CHAPTER FOURTY-SEVEN
As they sat in the car driving back home, Desi felt like that night was the longest night of her life. That's was the longest interaction and encounter she had had with Michael. And, for the first time, in a long time, she saw him in a new light.
She gazed out of the window, and stared at the beauty of the stars.
"So beautiful." She muttered.
She brought her upper body out of the window. She felt the gust of wind on her face, that was when she knew that Michael was driving at a very high speed.
"Wooooaaaaaahhhh." She shouted and laughed. Her hair shone in the dark, and under the influence of the wind, it flew across her face constantly.
Michael witnessed the whole scenario while constantly focusing on his driving. He admitted that she was indeed a beauty. She was very free with him, not minding the fact that his emotions might not be clear.
"Get down or you would be thrown out of the car."
"Young Master Kingston, don't be too cold. This is fun, you need to try it."
As she said this, she freed her grip from the car window. She opened wide her arms and kept on screaming. She only stopped when she heard her muffled laughter from Michael. She bent back into the car and asked him in excitement.
"Did you just laugh? Young Master Kingston did I just her you laugh? That was my first time!" She exclaimed, but Michael kept a straight face, seeming unwilling to admit that he had laughed.
Ceasing that moment, Desi gave him a kiss of the cheek making his facial expression to shift a little. Soon they arrived at Heaven Gate residence and drove in to their close. He opened the gate with his phone and it closed behind him. Getting out of the car, Desi entered the house feeling extremely weak.
She stood below the stairs, trying to catch her breath. She felt a hot breath on her temple. Then, she was grasped from behind. Soon, she was moulded into a very masculine body that she found rather comfortable. His male cologne stirred up all the sexual hormones in her body. Her breathing became unsteady, and at that very moment, Michael turned her around and planted his lips on hers. The kiss started slowly softly and smoothly at first. But, as the passion they felt increased, their kiss intensified. It was as if they were in a tug of war. Both of them sucking hungrily at their lips. Michael suddenly broke off the kiss, and quickly yanked off the oversized T-shirt she was putting on; with a scoop he carried her onto the stairs, but when he got to his bedroom door, the door suddenly seized to open. Out of frustration he put Desi down and kicked the door open with a full force. He proceeded to carry her again and placed her on the bed.
That night, they engaged in a very intensive love making. In the morning, they were both exhausted. Michael called his assistant and informed him that he wouldn't be coming to the office that day. After answering to the call he went back into the quilt. An hour passed and Desi was still sleeping softly on the bed. Her lips were swollen from last night. There was a lot of kiss marks on her body left by him. He slowly got out of the bed and covered her shoulders with the quilt. He was about to step out of the room when a phone rang out. He thought it was his, he swiftly moved to stop the ringing, but when he got to the table, he found out that it wasn't his phone that was ringing.
He traced the sound to his Jean that Desi wore last night. He brought out the phone wanting to pass it to Desi but stopped when he saw who the caller was.
"My one in a million boyfriend."
She has a boyfriend? Since when? From the report Humphrey had given him, she was single. She had also saved the number with a love emoji. He doesn't know why but he suddenly felt angry knowing the fact that she had a boyfriend too. Do they equally have sex? But he had taken away her first time. Instead of giving her the phone he switched it off and stuffed it back in the jeans. He moved down to the kitchen and ordered them to make her fish pepper soup. He had noticed it was her favorite.
When Desi woke up, it was already noon. She noticed that she wasn't in her bed. Then she remembered the events of last night. She was still naked under the quilt. Her body was filled with hickey. She tried climbing out of bed but was slightly weak. Her inner thighs ached. She went straight to her room and drew herself a warm bath. Her already tensed muscles began to loosen up.
When she was done having her bath, she went down to the dining. Surprisingly Michael was in the living room going through some documents. He did not go to work? She had never seen him bring out his work to the living room, he often did that in the study.
As soon as the servants saw her, they went to the kitchen to reheat her meal. While, waiting for them, she went straight to the fridge to get a glass of milk.
She sipped it while continually gazing at Michael. Soon the servants brought her meal. She quickly devoured it. They decided to make fish today? Those chefs deserved a raise!
When she was done with the first plate she asked for more. Within a matter of minutes Desiree Le grande, had already finished the whole pot of fish. She wiped her mouth and turned to Michael who had been watching her swallow the whole pot. He looked at her for a minute and said.
"Do you want to die?"
Of course she didn't want to die. But if she eventually died one day, and she died because of food. She, Desiree Le grande would rest in peace!