don't by bryson tiller
(A/N: This is some domino effect shit but I changed Imogen's last name. It wasn't sitting right with me, so she's now Imogen Louis)
Maxime.
She was breathtaking, no doubt. As she shut her door I leaned my head on the wall and sighed. I thought about our dinner and how she managed to make me laugh like never before. The look she gets in her eye when she tells a story, and how her wide smile can melt your heart.
Snap out of it Max, you only want her in your bed.
I made my way up to my penthouse to call Camille and let her know I'll be out of the office tomorrow. I couldn't help but smile when I remembered the way she spoke to me with such ease but still with control over herself and her words. A frown flew on my face as I recalled her comment about her boyfriend. I didn't know why I got so mad over it but quickly refocused, taking myself to bed after a long night.
——I woke up the next morning excited about the day ahead of me. Hoping she didn't forget, I walked into my bathroom to brush my teeth and groom myself. I went to my dresser, going for something more casual, I grabbed a black turtleneck and slacks.
I put on a watch and grabbed my shoes, heading out the door. I got into the elevator and pushed the '8' button, I pulled my phone out to check my email, seeing as I will be out of the office today. The elevator stopped and I made my way towards the suite that's embedded in my brain. I delivered 3 knocks before the door opened. My smile dropped when I saw the other woman from the bar who I assumed to Imogens friend.
"Bonjour, I'm here for Imogen" I said politely.
"Hm, one second" she shot me a wink causing me to furrow my brows
She left going down a hall, before she screamed "Gen, sex on legs is here", I chuckled at her remark
Shortly after, the most beautiful woman appeared at the door, with a smile on her face, causing me to smile in return.
"Hi" She said, as I took her in, noticing her attire. He wore a white dress that hung right before her knees and had her hair out with its natural curls.
She looked like heaven. I couldn't take my eye off her, and I would've kept staring if she didn't clear her throat.
"Good morning chérie, you look divine. Are you ready for our day" I asked as I kissed the back of her hands
"Hell yeah! What are we doing first" she gleamed
"Oh you'll see" I told her as we started down the hall
"You sure like to keep secrets don't you" she looked up at me and furrowed her brows
I chuckled as we got into the elevator.
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