His desires and lust quickly took over, he reveled in the soft,gentle pressure of her lips.
He quickly regained composure, seizing control of the kiss, dominating her with a fierce intensity and need. He cradled her face, pulling her closer by the waist.
Red could feel her limbs going limp, he held her firmly in place, deepening the kiss. Her body melting into his. The kiss was igniting, mind shattering like she wanted something more, her body was on fire, more than anything she had experienced it was exciting and scary. But what scared her the most was that this wasn't normal, didn't feel right, this wasn't like her. She pulled away from him.
As they broke apart she gazed up at him, his eyes wide with shock and desire. He eyed her lips greedily, their chest heaving with exertion. Her voice was barely a whisper. "thank you for showing me the restroom." She tried to smile sweetly at him although it didn't quite reach her eyes.
He stared at her with intensity, hovering over her for a while.
Bending down to pick up her discarded mask, In a swift movement he tied it back around her face, his fingers lightly brushing against her skin.
"Anytime, habi," he whispered, still trying to catch his breath.
His voice low and dark, before turning and walking away, leaving her dazed and breathless holding the door for support. Her mind racing.
"What the hell was she doing?".
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On his way to greet his guests waiting for him downstairs, he walked alongside Joe, his personal bodyguard when he heard some sort of arguing.
Fuck
He cursed under this breath, rubbing his face in frustration. He hated hosting such events that required a lot of audience, but it was needed.
There was always some form of misbehavior even between wealthy elites and famous people. whenever they had a little too much to drink, enough to forget their morals and composure.
Usually, he would let his security team handle such behaviors but he wanted to see what this was about, curiosity got the best of him. Alittle bit of drama, a distraction from this long boring formal event of pretending to know or like everyone was welcomed.
The scene he witnessed was not what he imagined at all, Usually it would be two men bickering over politics or having a testosterone-ego face off, sometimes women confronting each other over gossips or whatever they confronted each other over. But this time around, it was a young frightened woman and man who appeared wasted. Aiden recognized him as new money, rising to fame almost suddenly in the Arts, but his reputation for drugs and sexually harassing both male and female subordinates had giving him another type of fame. So the scene before him was obviously one of harassment and he would be damned if he would allow that kind of shit here, It made him sick and deeply insulted.
Approaching them, he noticed the man's hand hovering in the air as if to stike the woman with him, his face twisted with malice and disgust, He reacted instinctively and loud enough not giving a damn if people close by could hear him and he never gave two fucks about creating a scene.
"Hey!, don't you dare!"
His jaw clenched, his eyes blazing as he stormed over to them, increasing his steps, leaving the body guard behind struggling to keep up with his pace.
.....
After a while, when he had handled the situation making sure his bodyguard had gotten rid of the garbage, watching them disappear out of sight he promised himself he would deal with the sorry excuse of man,he would make sure to ruin him beyond redemption so he wouldn't try this with any other person. It was fucked up and unbelievable what he had witnessed.
He turned to the lady left behind who still looked visibly shaken, she was a tall, slender physique, maybe around 5'7-5'8.
"Are you okay?"
He asked her, and her bright eyes darted to him. She looked lamb-like, gentle and soft spoken, but the words that came out of her mouth was like wild stray bullets. It annoyed him at first, how she had no sense of gratitude, then it intrigued him at how defensive and smart mouth she got. He found himself enjoying how terribly shy and awkward she got when he had teased her and why oh why did a single curse from her get him all fired up like she was trying to test him, to see if he would react, and he did.
There was something off about her, maybe unusual, maybe that was another thing that made him hot and uneasy for some odd reason.
When he had peeled off her mask to study and better see her concealed face,she was a vision of Greek beauty, with coal black hair, as dark as the night that seemed to be made of silk, her face dotted with a constellation of faint freckles on her cheekbones and the bridge of her nose, adding to her unassuming innocent looks with bright big greenish blue eyes that seemed ancient and almost alien, bright as gemstones under calm running waters, hit by sunlight.
And when he had left her at the toilet door, walking away from her after their little aftermath. His heart was racing, he couldn't think straight and he had a throbbing arch beneath his pant that he tried to hide holding his suit jacket close to his groin, he couldn't understand the sudden sexually outburst and attraction this woman gave him.
Especially when he found most women boring and would only indulge them once in a full moon for mere satisfaction, Leading many to question his sexuality as a man which brought alot of scandalous news and gossips. He wasn't consider a rake nor a gentleman, only a brute in business. Many questioned if he was ever going to slow down or atleast settle down or take some other parts of his life seriously.
He was married to thrill his busy life gave him. In other words he was little bit obsessed with work, it was like a game to him, and he liked winning, lived for the risk and loved the chaos he caused his rivals.
He was known for his brilliance and capabilities, but was never know as a man who would eventually bend a knee for a woman.
He had so much control and composure, In all affairs whether it was dealing with stubborn business partners and competitors, or dealing with the women he had encountered or engaged himself with. But this time, he lost his composure and he cursed himself for it.
When he had tried to tease her,frighten her, she had frightened him instead, leaving him utterly speechless and dumbfounded.
When she had turn the tables around and took control, pulling him into a passionate, bone breaking and unexpected, commanding kiss that left him feeling vulnerable and exposed.
He felt hot, frustrated,horny, excited and yet angry that she had left him wanting more, it was supposed to be the other way round, he was supposed to be the one doing that to women, but never did he expect a woman to do that to him.
This evening was turning out eventful and exciting, far more exciting then he had hope the evening was going to be. Surrounded by boring people who rather talk business and philosophy all day, willing woman and men who he could predict their next move, before it happened and now there was this mysterious damsel that had left him feeling horny and excited like a teenage boy. And when he brushed his finger on her skin, the thrill and comfort it gave him, hearing her draw in breath made him proud he still had that effect on women, but never did they have the effect on him. This woman was something else.
He never lost a business deal, and he treated this as such, He wasn't going to loose to her.
He didn't understand why he was taking this so seriously.
He needed to regain composure before he went downstairs to meet his guests, but first he needed to make sure his bodyguard, Joe had taken care of the drunken man first. He wouldn't let anyone see him looking all flushed and frustrated. He had an image to uphold. A Reserve, unpredictable and dangerous man.
What the hell was he doing??.