He attacked her feathered hot lips ferociously trying to convey his rage and maybe his worry but after some time he reduce his attack and took her lips gently in his.
Breathe held without thinking, words caught up in the throat without a passageway as the two people fight for dominance with their lips.
His large arms grabbed her tiny waist pressing her body to himself so she can feel the heat on his body, the heat that she caused to him.
Her body trembled because of the effect of what his hands were doing to her bare back. She knew better than anyone that he was the only that can get that kind of reaction from her.
He felt her body melt in his touch just like always and he noticed she didn't feel disgusted so, why? That was the endless questions roaming on Dylan's mind when they were both ravishing each other's lips.
But what are they doing? Are they not ending things?
The tune of the classical music playing complimented the scene of the two people coupled up and the musical band was playing a soft tune not minding the people in front of them.
The two couple exchange emotions they can't say through the kiss but after some time, they disengage from it and they are both gasped for breath.
The two shameless people's faces were red as a tomato and they both thought of how silly they were.
Dylan gazed at the woman in front of him his eyes exudes love, protection, safety, patience, and respect but the woman in front of him didn't notice because she was busy calming her pounding heart down.
"What's wrong with you Sandra Brown calm down and please keep your emotions at bay," Sandra was scolding herself in her head not trying to be obvious in front of the man.
Her heart beat frantically against her ribcage and she says a little prayer so the man would not hear the beat of her pounding heart.
She was here to end things and that was it.
"Sandra"
"Mr. Brooke" the two people called themselves with shaky breath because of their earlier concluded activities.
"It's Dylan to you," the man says almost irritated because to him she isn't just anyone.
Sandra smile when he heard that but she had made up her mind she was not a lady that stated intimacy with him again because she was going to need things.
"These past few years had been amazing," Sandra started speaking the words she should have spoken before ending things abruptly earlier.
she gathered some courage to look into his misty grey eyes she smiled sadly, she was going to miss him.
Dylan looked at her with unsure feelings because he knew whatever words she was going to say he was not going to like it.
"Sandra," he called her name and the lady jerked up because to hear him calling her name was like soulful music.
"The contract I signed 6 years ago came to an end today," Sandra says remembering the naive girl that was busy writing her signature in a contract that had been tormenting her.
"I know I might look ungrateful to you but you should know these 6 years have been torturing for me," Sandra says her voice breaking and the man's eyebrow slit thin not understanding her worries.
"What do you mean I gave you everything," he says not believing that she was struggling but the clueless CEO doesn't know that wasn't all to it.
Sandra snickered when she heard that and she tried her best not to break down because he just confirmed her fears there was nothing more to it.
He helped her when she needed help six years ago, and he extended a helping hand to her when the whole world turn its back, and for that, she would forever be grateful and not be more greedy.
He gave her a stage, a name, and the power she needed, she had been striving for his influence all this while and it was now coming to an end.
She can't be parasitic on him because she had done enough.
"You helped me when my brothers were about to rot in jail and you build the naive girl that doesn't know what escort work was into the Nation's goddess," Sandra said with a pained voice more like she doesn't even like what she was saying.
She was a helpless girl that was helped by Dylan 6 years ago but that earned her the title of being his bedmate for 6 years.
To her, he was her angel but was that all?
Dylan gave the woman in front of her a skeptical look not understanding why she was hell-bent on cutting off the ties when it was obvious she doesn't want to.
He smirked at her mockingly because if she knew that he wasn't letting her go in the first place then she wouldn't have bothered saying that.
"Sandra, I don't know why you are bringing this up but it's not necessary," Dylan says coldly dismissing her talks and Sandra was confused.
"But our contract says I just have to be your bedmate for 6 years," Sandra says the terms she was trying to avoid earlier she grimaced hearing it and Dylan's expression wasn't better.
What was wrong with this woman? Why does she keep bringing up things? Dylan thought.
"As I say earlier I call the shot and I say our contract isn't over," he says with a dominant voice and his aura changes a little making the terrace a little bit colder.
When Dylan saw that Sandra shivered due to the cold he quickly removed his jacket and draped it over her shoulder but the woman in front of her had turned into stone in shock.
"But I don't want to, "that was the words she says looking into Dylan's eyes.
She doesn't want it, she doesn't want to continue being his bedmate, and she doesn't want that lingering fear to come to pass, her mind was running wild with emotions.
Dylan's expression turns grim and his face darkens, she doesn't want him but she had been with him all these years so those blissful moments they shared were because of the contract, different thoughts run through Dylan's mind too.
"So you don't want to be with me again?" he asked me.
Shouldn't he be happy she was letting him be with whoever his betrothed was but he was here asking her questions.
"If you wanted to leave me badly why didn't you leave early why are you using the contract as an excuse," he asked pissed, and the woman in front of him also get angry.
She was infuriated that he wanted to keep sleeping with her while he would be engaged.
"I don't want to be the other woman," Sandra roared and the man calmed down when he heard her.
Another woman? But he doesn't have any other woman except her, Dylan thought.
"What another woman?" he asked with furrowed eyebrow and if they weren't in an awkward situation Sandra was tempted to gush over him.
Sandra studied the man's expression and then it clicked what if the news wasn't true, Sandra facepalmed because she might be panicking because of false news.
"The news was flying all around today," Sandra says after much deliberation because it was really stupid to conclude on something that was broadcasted on the news.
"So, you mean you are acting based on something you heard on the news," he asked walking close to her and their body almost pressed together.
Sandra bit her lips in embarrassment not looking at the man in front of her because she can't the disappointed look he would have on but she doesn't know that the man was delighted.
Dylan's expression was pleasant like that of a baby promised candy by his mother and his grey eyes held so much warmth for the woman in front of him.
If a woman was insecure about you being with a woman that means she likes you, "Dylan remembers one of his friend's advice crosses his mind and his eyes lightened up.
"Are you jealous?"Dylan asked amused but his amused question almost makes Sandra choked
"No I am not, I don't think we have that kind of relationship for me to have that entitlement," she says but her response dampened the man's mood.
Dylan's mood was like a woman's menstrual mood, it can change anytime.
He looked at the woman in front of him and he just decided to tell her about why he make the arrangements tonight.
"Sandra I...," he was saying but he was interrupted by the blaring of his phone.
Dylan picked up his phone and stared at it phone dangerously cursing the person for ruining his moment.
"What?"Dylan says coldly into his phone and Sandra shifted because of the cold tone he used with the person.
Dylan's gaze darkened when he heard what the other side of the phone was saying and his jaw tightened in anger after some time he hung up on the call and he held an apologetic looking at Sandra.
"I am sorry but it looks like I have to leave now something urgent that needed my attention came up, "Dylan tells Sandra and she smiles in understanding even though she felt a pang of disappointment.
"I will ask the driver to pick you up even though I don't arrange for you to go home tonight," Dylan says browsing through his phone Sandra's cheek tinted up in embarrassment because she knew what he was referring to.
Sandra looked at the man that was busy with his phone and a question came to her mind, was she going to give him up?
"The driver will be here soon," he says reassuringly and he makes his way out of the terrace but in the next seconds, he was back ravishing Sandra's lips.
"I will call you, "he said this time leaving and not looking back because if he does he won't be leaving.
Sandra looked at his retreating back in trance touching her hot lips but she snapped out of her senses when the coat on her body draped to the ground.
"His coat, "she mumbled but she smiled because she can add it to the collection of his wardrobe at her place.....
But is he going to call her about the contract expiration or.....