I want to touch the parts of you no one else has touched. I want to own the piece of you that has yet to be discovered. So stop resisting. Let go. Let it happen." David Hollan in Requested Surrender

Kylie Pov

PRESENT TIME

"Nonna nonna, we want to know what being in love feels like?" My eldest grandkid, Serena asked me. "What do you want me to say? Love is an emotion, it can not be described. It can only be felt." I told her with a smile. "When did you find out about your love for Granddad?" She further questioned. I smiled at that. Some things can not be narrated just like my love for him. He was my everything, my home, my family. "Nonna, we want to hear your's and granddad's love story!" My other grandkids exclaimed. "So you want to know how I and your grandad met?" They nodded their head yes. I sighed. "All right then. Let's get started, kids."

PAST

Life was going fine until my boss asked me or I would say ordered me to do a bullshit task. And in that task, I had to write an article about the Whiskey King aka Luca Cornwallis one of the top whiskey owners. But the thing was I did not know much about him. All I know was that he had something to do with Mike Grey's murder. So I decided to complete my work first. After some time which felt like hours to me, I decided to drive to Mr Cornawallis's office for his interview.

I was standing in front of his office which looked quite big to me although it was not as big as I thought it to be it was all classy and decent type of building.

As I made my way towards the entrance I saw a male receptionist typing furiously on his computer. Once I reached the reception, he stopped typing and looked at me and asked me professionally "how can I help you?" I told him that I am here to meet Mr Cornwallis for my magazine interview and showed him the appointment letter.

After going through my appointment letter he called someone and asked him to take me to his Boss's office. As we started walking towards Cornwallis's office where I thought we were going, I noticed the interior of the office, it was mostly made up of glass and it was so clean and impeccable that I could even see my face on the tiles of the floor. There's not a single mark or stain on the floor. I was impressed. Damn even impress is a weak word for what I was feeling at that time. I was beyond impressed with the designs.

When we reached the front of his office, the person who brought me here knocked at the door and motioned me to go ahead and with that, he left.

I did not know why but for a second I felt that my hands were sweating. I rubbed them over the length of my black pencil skirt. I took a deep breath and opened the door and entered his office.

For a second I was awestruck and mesmerized by the beauty in front of me. The room was so beautifully designed, and the glass wall was making it beyond words.

When I took an eyeful look at the office, I noticed that there was nobody in the office so I decided to stand and wait for Mr Cornwallis.

After a few minutes, I heard someone enter and I turned around to look who it was and then there stood Mr Cornwallis. The word handsome was not enough to describe his personality, he looked like a model coming directly out of a magazine or shoot but I didn't try to make it obvious that I was drooling over him.

I forwarded my hand to shake it with his hand and he shook hands with a little smile on his face.

Man, I already felt like I was wet. Even his smile was panty-dropping.

He gestured for me to sit down. As I sat down he strode towards his chair and sat on it very gracefully.

I was waiting for him to say something but it felt like he was waiting for me to say something.

So I decided to speak first and for a second I felt myself stuttering. Damn Kylie get a grip on yourself. I have never been the one to shy away from introducing myself but in front of him I stuttered for the first time in my life and he knew about it. He raised his eyebrows and inclined his head, waiting for me to say something. He was somehow, intimidating me. I cleared my throat and greeted him with a tight smile "Good evening Mr Cornwallis I am here to take your interview for my magazine The Early Times" and didn't wait for his response and instantly asked the first question "Mr Cornwallis, Do you think that your whiskey brand is going to overpower Mr Drake's one?"

He leaned back on his chair, and from the look on his face, I was not able to comprehend what was going on in his mind. "The thing here is Miss that I believe it all depends on your hard work and customer's requirements and we are trying to work according to customer choice because without them we are nothing" with a pause, he continued "and good evening to you too" with a smile. "Hmm alright let's move to the next question, Do you think that people have made you overrated depending upon the high female followers you have and making you talk of the town?" I was directly looking into his eyes and I could see that there was some kind of amusement and pride in his eyes. "You are a female too, what do you think about me?" Instead of answering my question, he asked me a question while looking down at my breasts. Man, seriously... I was feeling hot everywhere. I was squirming in the seat and he knew that he was making me uncomfortable and hot with his gaze over me.

"I think you are quite good looking but I have seen better," I said with a smirk on my face because I did not want him to know that he was affecting my body. Damn Kylie, you need to get a grip on yourself, I scolded myself in my mind.

"Next question, Is there any other person you believe helped you to reach the heights where you are today? I mean Do you have a godfather?" I asked with very professionality. He seemed very calm, but his eyes seemed distant and answered "No I don't have any godfather. Nobody helped in achieving my dreams except my brothers." Oh, he has brothers too. Do they also look like him I wondered?

And this time I asked a question which I was not certain about but I decided to ask it anyway "Do you have anything to do with Mike Grey's murder?" His face gave nothing and there was a pregnant pause and then I heard him speak "as I have told a lot of times and I am telling you again that we were just business partners nothing more than that." The way he spoke was very calm but I could hear the dangerous voice behind it.

"Oh alright and sorry for that." He dismissed my apology by saying no problem.

I asked a few more questions for the next few minutes and then decided to leave. During his whole interview, his gaze was making me wet and I knew he knows that he was affecting me. My cheeks were hot. I made a mental to touch myself after reaching home but I wondered if I could manage until I reach my apartment.

As we both stood up from our respective seats, he showed me the way to the exit of his office and shook hands with me while looking up and down at my body. "It was nice meeting you Mr Cornwallis," I said with a smile. "Same here Miss," The way he was looking at me was making me self-conscious. I thought in my mind that I need to get out of here as soon as possible. With that, I left him and made my way towards the parking lot where my car was parked.

Hey there, a new chapter of my new book.

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