CURRENTLY ON HOLD
Adrien Valor, the second youngest child of the Valor Dynasty, had never set his eyes on a more beautiful woman. Kathelyn Young had caught his eye in a way no other woman had been able to in his life, all it ever was for his whole l...
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I've learned to never tease Adrien by changing in front of him. His eyes have been piercing into mine like knives all day. We had just gotten into the office and that cold feeling of being watched flowed down my spine. When I turn around, I find him leaning on the doorframe.
"What?"
Adrien pushed off the door, locking it in the process before stalking my way. "I miss you." Miss me? I was right here.
I bite back a laugh. "I'm right here Adrien." He comes closer, the space left between us subtracting down quickly. The palms of his hands meet my curves. "Not like that."
So much for getting dressed and working.
I shiver at the feeling of his cold hand against my waist once he's untucked my sweater from my skirt. "We have work." I try diverting the scene playing out but I'm not sure my words match with what my mind and body crave.
"We uhm- The sponsor should be calling us any minute now." My sentence trips over itself multiple times, attempting to ignore his flaming hot touch marking me.
"I won't need that long sweetheart." I yelp at him picking me up and setting me on our desk. "Adrien we cant- Mphm-" He shuts me up with his lips crashing onto mine. That's how easy it is.
His fingers trace where the material of my skirt ends. It's hard to notice the ringing when his hands have found themselves at the lining of my tights. Especially when they slowly find it amusing to pull them down.
We are in a workplace Katie. What are you doing?
The blissful tenderness of his kiss redirects me straight into a euphoric condition. Fragments of my self-control vanish like sugar in water. It's like watching former chains holding me down unclip and shatter, finally leaving me to fend for myself; to make decisions I'd not imagined or dared to make.
For an effortless kiss, that much competence was treachours.
Adrien leans forward, making me inch back as he reaches for the office phone and declines the call. A clear-minded me would be baffled by the move. On the other hand, a pleasure-filled me beyond thinking straight cant seem to find the harm in it.
