Sinful Temptation (BWAM) (slow updates)

Chapter 9

Aarav simply couldn't wait for the week to pass. It was all on his mind for some reason he couldn't decipher himself. The day came and there he was in the sizable leather chair in this office, the pen in his hand tapping continuously against the mahogany table before him in a fit of nervousness he refused to admit. Why am I nervous? It's just Ameera.

And his mind reminded him it was because it was her that he was like like. A glance in the mirror to the right of him showed him the cream button shirt he had on, donned with black slacks. His assistant earlier had teased him by asking why he dressed 'so nicely' today since it was usual monotone black or grey attire. To which he responded that he 'had an important meeting' today. Which he did, but he found shadowing Ameera of more importance.

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Ameera glanced at the GPS briefly as it gave her the directions that Aarav had texted her previously. It was an area that she was unfamiliar with because she'd never been there before, but the names of the buildings were ones she had seen in advertisements.

'You have reached your destination.'

She slowly pulled up to a huge parking lot with cars that out-priced hers by millions if she was correct. Parking, she swiftly slid out of the car to be met with a daunting building, fully made of glass.

Fuck, he's damn loaded.

She mentally prepared for the about of snob people she had to encounter, the thought hurt her brain. Standing before the entrance, the glass doors slid open automatically and in she walked. As expected, the lobby was crowded with people dressed in business casual clothing, which had her glancing at herself in the reflection of the building. She rejoiced internally that she didn't wear what she usually did. Not that she could, the people here would probably be as appalled as they are at the church when she wore something short.

The pencil skirt that she had on was practically a second skin at this point, the material hugged her frame so tightly that you could see the globes of her ass cheeks printed out firmly. Paired with some cute heels that made her already tall self taller, her boobs were practically smiling at everyone who passed her in the grey-toned blouse. Perfect, of course. She strived for the attention.

Especially the attention of the person she was to meet soon. Ameera never missed the way his eyes stole glances at her in a way he thought was unnoticeable. The slow bob of his Adam's apple as his ravenous gaze swept over her body, taking in every inch of skin she showed. Following his directions, she found herself in an elevator leading up to the very top floor of the building where she was greeted by a woman at a receptionist desk with the name Cara on her chest.

"Good afternoon, can I assist you?"

"Yeah, I'm supposed to meet with Mr Smith? My name's Ameera."

Her chubby hands flew through the device before her before recognition bloomed in her eyes as she replied, "Right, Ms DeLarosa, just head down that corridor and turn right. Knock before you enter please."

Quickly thanking the woman, her long legs ate up the distance and she arrived at another glass door framed in wood. Knocking gently, she waited until she heard a soft 'come in' and pushed the door open. And there he was, seated in the middle of the room with his back against a gorgeous view of the surrounding area.

Aarav's gaze froze as he saw the woman who had been dominating his thoughts for the past week, and he could not take his eyes off her. "Ameera, it's good to see you. Have a seat."

"Thank you," she replied, her lips curving up into a wolfish smile seeing how his eyes stuck to her body like glue, following the way her mounds bounced as she sat. "So, how have you been?"