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Scarlet was frozen to the ground until she heard a whistling sound from Cain, as he pocketed his hands and put on a smirk.

"Damn, I knew you looked fire but without clothes, nothing in my imagination would have fucking prepared me for-"

He flinched back when she let out a scream.

"Don't fucking come closer!"

He widened his eyes in surprise and raised his hands in defeat above his head before turning around.

"Don't turn back!" She yelled on top of her voice.

"Okay I won't, I won't, geez."

She pulled the bed sheets off and wrapped the massive piece around her body not caring that it almost swallowed her whole.

She gripped his shoulder, turning him around to look at her, "I swear this isn't what it looks like, I didn't think you'd be back up here so soon-"

"Okay."

"I really just wanted to-"

"Scarlet," she paused at the way he said her name, it felt like the first time she had heard it, "I said okay." He added.

Her lower lips quivered, how could she make him believe?

"Get dressed, I'll be in the bathroom, my grandfather is waiting downstairs."

She tried her best not to think about how embarassing this was but failed horribly.

She heard the sound of the showers and realised he would be done in there anytime soon.

She put her clothes on, a simple black dinner gown, she couldn't even put any effort into her hair and make up.

It wasn't enough she sent her tits, she just had to give him a whole show.

He returned with a towel wrapped around his waist and dripping wet.

She noticed a trail of tattoos from his left shoulder down to his chest and left hand.

Acting awkward would only make things worse wouldn't it?

"You don't think wrapping a towel like that is too intimate?" She tried to sound unaffected but soon regretted her question as he smirked.

"It's certainly not as intimate as---"

"Don't say it...." She warned, "I'll be waiting downstairs."

She left the room only letting out a breath she didn't even know she was holding, once she got outside.

She swallowed hard and found their reserved meeting seat.

"Oh Miss Miller, what a pleasure to see you again." The old man looked nothing like Cain Stones. He was short, round and bubbly, balding a little and covered in grey hairs, he also looked like he was suffocating in that suit.

She hugged him with a smile before taking her seat.

They were joined by other important delegates soon.

All eyes turned to look at Cain as he strolled in.

"Oh wow, I need your son to marry my daughter, that man is beautiful," a woman beamed.

"I called it first!" Another said.

Scarlet wondered why they all went crazy for him, she knew why but they also didn't know him like she did or they wouldn't be making these claims.

"I'm sorry I'm late." He sat down earning side smiles from everyone.

Scarlet wondered if these women wanted him for their daughters or for themselves at this point.

She went stiff as he took as the seat right next to her.

"You better be sorry," his grandfather said. "I heard everything that happened with Mr Host."

"Grandpa we can talk about this privately," Cain said through gritted teeth.

"Do you know the millions of dollars he's invested in our company?! How much more useless can you get?!"

"Grandpa!" Cain slammed the table, causing everyone to freeze in place.

He stood up and stormed out leaving everyone to sit there awkwardly.

"I'll go after him..." Scarlet offered.

She hastened her steps as fast as her tiny legs would permit and caught up with him right before the elevator closed.

She stood there silently following as he entered the bedroom.

She closed the door behind them, following carefully as he stormed into a cabinet, pulling out a glass of wine.

"He always fucking does this! Everytime I try to be better, he pulls me down in front of the whole world, then people fucking come up to me to ask me, 'oh what the fuck happened to Cain?!' That man is responsible for it all..."

Scarlet had seen him angry a thousand times, but not like this.

"Mr Stones, it's okay, I..."

"Want some?"

He offered her a glass after pouring himself one.

She thought about it, even she needed a detox too, so much had happened in such a short period of time.

They sat on the desk and drank while she listened.

"He's always like this man," he gulped his glass down, "I try my fucking best to please him but he never... He never gives me the benefit of the doubt and I just-"

"Mr Stones, you're trying your best, " she gulped her drink down too and he poured them another round, "I know you better than anyone else and others might see you as a devil but you're genuinely sweet and I don't know..."

"Easy for you to say, your life is so perfect and you're so smart and..."

"That's not true," their voices had almost reduced to whispers by now, neither of them taking their eyes off the other, "my life is far from perfect, I mean, my asshole boyfriend cheated on me on our anniversary."

He widened his eyes, "what? That's a bastard."

"Agreed," she chuckled.

"How could he waste such a golden opportunity," he raised one hand up tucking her hair behind her ear, "I don't know if I'm that drunk, but you look so fucking hot right now."

She swallowed hard.

"And I don't think I'll be able to resist you tonight," he drew in closer.

She closed her eyes, her heart racing... Was he really going to...

He connected their lips in a kiss.

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