Grabbing him by his collar, her other hand delved into his dark silky hair, catching him completely off guard, shocked, momentarily freezing him.
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, they just stayed still, staring into each other's eyes,as though trying to find an explanation for what had just happened.
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?"