Sebastian's POV
Stella enters the place from the front entrance as I'm talking to a long-term client. She's showing off her toned belly and killer legs in a stunning cocktail dress and fuck-me heels, all while flaunting her hot physique and long, lanky legs.
Everyone has complete attention to her at this moment. As the zipper on my tuxedo suit pants zips up, my manhood starts to notice what's going on underneath. Mouth-drying and hand-losing are the first symptoms I notice.
"I'm glad you did," I say.
"Good evening, Sebastian. It's an honor to be a part of this celebration. Please accept my sincere gratitude."
Whenever she looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and the rural innocence that I have grown to love, I take a moment to absorb it all in. There is still no champagne for Stella when a waiter enters and delivers one of the glasses to me. Stella politely declines help from the other person.
"Are you a skeptic of Champagne? I follow up a new sort of alcohol," I said.
"There is no need to bother me. I'm not going to drink tonight in case I get a card."
"You're not a minor, right? " I inquire because I want to be sure.
"And that's right. A few months from now, I'll be twenty-one."
We make our way to a safe spot where she can catch her breath after narrowly escaping a bullet. Stella is recognized by one of the chefs. When the slim blonde leaves, she offers Stella a brief embrace and a few words of encouragement before driving her off to a new location.
Laughter erupts before the blonde exits for the second time.
"That's my roommate, her name is Carla…in a bizarre coincidence, she's working tonight."
"Oh, I see."
I place my hand on her lower back and I'm startled at how she reacts to me. While kissing her ear, I whisper, "You look amazing."
Inhaling, she leans towards my side, her bottom lip grazing the inside of my ribs.
The postponed time for Stella's playtime makes me long for the days when I could just yank her from here and do whatever I wanted with her. I introduce Stella to my brother, our friends, and any clients or partners we may meet that evening. She is calm and collected the entire time. In the beginning, she meets everyone with a warm nod and a little conversation. If she isn't a natural, it's possible that she's been living her entire life as a country girl. At this point, I don't care. She's the perfect fit for this situation. Even dad couldn't get enough of her since she was so amazing. While we are talking her phone suddenly rang so she went to the restroom immediately.
My friend Kristof comes up to me when Stella went to the restroom.
"How did you find her?" he inquired.
"She's a pet-sitter in the condo unit nearby."
"I see. Wow, she's stunning and who was her chef friend?"
"Oh, I don't know that woman. Is this something you'd like me to investigate? It isn't a big deal."
Then he smiles and says, "Sure. Whatever. You really have many similarities between you and your brother. By the way, did you notice Michelle was with him?"
"Yeah. He's got a lot of guts."
"How long your brother will keep his secret?"
"Well, I don't know. Who knows what's in his mind?"
"I see." Kristof gives me a warm shoulder pat and a wry grin. "I have something to ask you, by the way. I'd want to hear your comments on Mr. Bill Hedge Funds."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Come on, bro. I know already. My dad and your dad are long-time business partners. So, can you tell me more about what's happening?"
"Sure but not here," I tell him.
It's as simple as that. He merely nods and walks away to continue his socializing. Because I'm hunting for Stella, I head to the bathroom. To my dismay, the more time that passes between us, the more intense my longing grows. I don't understand why.
Now, that Kristof is out of my sight already, I can relax. I am now going to look for Stella. I'm excited to go along with her. As soon as she's in my possession, she'll be mine for the rest of the night. There is nothing that she can't do with her mind or body. And I'm sure she'll be grateful for it. I have no doubt she'll be unaware of what will going to happen.
"What are you doing here? Are you following me?" Stella said. Her expression was a grimace of fear. Stella walks towards me rising her right eyebrow.
"Just because I agreed to come to this place tonight doesn't mean you can ask anything from me!" she said seriously.
I close the gap between us by placing a hand on her back. "Oh, really? Are you sure with that?" I said while smiling.
When I touch her, she chokes back and mutters, "Hey, What are you doing?" As her cheeks take on a deeper shade of pink, I crack a smile. My attention is fixed on her even as I move my hands up and down her body. "As far as I know, this is exactly what you're looking for." Stella gingerly examines the passage of my hand.
"Please… Sebastian." Stella's voice changes and sounds like going to cry.
"Fine. I'll stop. Let's get out of here."I said with sighed. "Please, just stop sobbing."
This only serves to pique my interest in her. She stares at me with an expression that is equal parts awe and terror. Because she's so enticing, I'm having a hard time keeping her under control. However, this is the first time I've ever encountered something like that, and it's...interesting. Once I get my bearings, I'll be able to fuck her in a stall without her being aware of it. I'm not in the mood to lash out at this naive country girl.