Lies covered in love (ON HOLD)

Chapter 8-sweet or spicy? (Nick)

*****Warning slightly spicy scene, but it's kinda short.*****

I back away from a startled beauty with a sly smirk and get off the elevator. It takes her a second but she soon follows after me.

"What was that?" She demands to know.
"You sneaking into my office building." I respond with the truth while still walking to my main office door. No one that works here would be stupid enough to give her my floor number, especially not knowing what type of mood I could be in.

"Are you calling me a liar." Her voice full of frustration. At whom? I have no clue.
"Yes I suppose so. Am I wrong?" I turn to face her while we're just in front of the door.
"Yes." She answers a little bit too quickly and her voice goes up a tiny decibel that no one would notice.  If they weren't basically trained their whole life trying to spot lies.

"Liar." I swipe my ID on the security code and the door unlocks. I open the door for her, motioning for her to come in.

She scoffs at my accusation. But that doesn't make them any less right. She gets in my office despite her clear reluctance.

"What's your proof." She asks while sitting on one of the cushioned complementary chairs in the corner of my office. I grin amused by her clear oblivion, tho she still acts as if she owns the place. Which, by the type of money she's making with her type of job, she probably could.

"Well for starters there's an unconscious man on my roof and I'm gonna take a wild guess and guess your the reason." I poured some whiskey in two glasses and offer her one. She took it but didn't drink it. Her eyes widened at my discovery.

She laughed nervously. Cute laugh. "W-what? You have a un-unconscious man on your roof?" She looked at me with fake concern. Playing dumb I see. Two people can play.

"No. Who said I did." I still wore the same grin while watching her reaction. It was only about time before she confessed. And I wasn't buying this pathetic little act of hers. She changed her expression to a grin matching my own. She straightened her back and looked at me through curious emerald eyes yet they still held some mischief in them. "I'm sorry I must of misheard you." She apologized in a smooth soft voice developed to make men weak. Which it did. She slowly got up. And walked closer to me in slow seductive strides that made my cock twitch. She was maybe a foot or less away from me and was pretty tall for a woman. But it still didn't help much with me being 6'4.

Her right hand grazed my left arm while her right hand brought her drink to her lips and she finally took a sip still keeping eye contact. She put down her drink on the table next to us then laced both her hands to the back of my neck. I put my drink down next to hers and laid both of mine on her lower back. She reached up to me on her tippy toes while pulling me down by my tie until her lips were barely touching.

"You know. Don't you?" She still had the same grin even tho I could see doubts and questions racing behind her eyes. I ignored her question and kissed her seizing the opportunity I lost in the elevator.

She kissed me back almost immediately. My tongue slightly grazed her teeth asking for entrance which she gave.My tongue explored her mouth, tasting her. My lips left hers and went down her jaw to her neck. Her hands flew to my hair tugging and moaning while I sucked on her sweet spot giving her a hickey. She pulled my head back from her neck and reconnected our lips desperately. My hands left her waist going to her cargos, unbuttoning them.Before I could try to take them off her wrist suddenly grabbed mine and her lips pulled away from my face. She was breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath from the kiss and so was I. We both stayed quiet for a minute staring at each other's state. Me with my hair a mess and my tie loose with lips swollen. Hers more than mine, her slightly dazed expression and messy hair.

"This is wrong." She stated while her green eyes looked at my lips then back at my eyes. She bit her lip and looked down slightly. Shame covering her face.

I gently grabbed her chin and lifted her face to look at me. Her green eyes met with my blue ones. "Why?" I asked. My eyes searching her face for some type of answer. Why was it wrong? It's not like she loved my brother. She was getting married to him for business and even then she didn't know the real reason. Her eyes were still drowned in shame. And I didn't understand the reason.

"Because. I'm marrying your brother." She gave a small sympathetic smile. "And yes, I'm not marrying him for love. But I'm still marrying him." Her loyalty shocked me. They barely had more than one conversation yet she didn't want to cheat on her fiancée that technically didn't even propose yet. I chuckled humorously and pulled away while fixing my tie. "Alright Beauty. If you say so. But please clean the blood stains of the man if you leave any. Will you?"

I turned around giving her some privacy letting her fix herself up. A few minutes had passed before she cleared her throat letting me know she was done. She smiled appreciatively and headed out the door closing it gently behind her. Sweet or spicy? I couldn't decide. Some part of me really wanted to figure that question out.

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Sorry for not updating...again. But if you think about it, it's rlly not my fault school is being a biatch. This is a short chapter so sorry about that too. But on the bright side... they finally kissedddddd. I will try to post more during winter break so do t worry to much.
remember to drink enough water and eat enough food, love u 😘