Beautiful temptation |18+

FOURTEEN

WILLIAM

I roll up my sleeves as I turn off the engine, running my hand through my hair to keep it laid back. I pull down the sunvisor, and a sigh escapes my lips as I run my finger along the dark spot under my eyes.

Since Sabrina stormed into the meeting room, the investors have been on my neck, and I'm on the verge of losing it.

I need to see her again, or a body will be lying on the street.

I smile, remembering how she marched into the meeting room and how she snapped at the baton. Her taking charge like that did something to me. Her bossy nature is what drew me to her.

Even though she's starting to piss me off.

I see her, trying so hard to get rid of me by removing the cameras, continuously changing the locks, tearing up my roses, and having sleepless nights.

It's adorable how desperate she is.

I love seeing her scared.

I know she needs time to warm up to me, but I'm getting restless.

I crave holding her in my arms again. I yearn for her to look up at me the same way I look at her.

She's stubborn, but with time, I will shape her until she is finally my good little girl. Until she's submissive to my will.

Until she can't fight anymore.

But for now, we have dinner to attend.

I open the car door and make my way up to her pouch, knocking on the door. I stand in silence, running my hand through my hair again. When I hear nothing, I raise my hand to knock again, but the door opens in front of me, and my body freezes when I see her.

Holy shit.

The red dress hugs her petite frame, exposing her small waist. The skirt part of it sways around her large hips; her boobs stand out in the dress.

My dick twitches at the sight of her.

She stares up at me, her hand squeezing the door while her other hand clutches her red bag. Her hair lies gracefully around her shoulder, the cherry hair clip holding a section of her hair up.

"You are so-" I swallow, unable to find a word that truly describes how stunning she looks in that dress.

When I saw the dress on the rack, I knew it would be perfect for her, but I never imagined it would look this good.

This tempting-

"We should get going." she says, snapping me out of my stance. She spins around to close the door, and I suppress a groan at the sight of the lace covering her back, revealing her bare back to me.

Fuck.

"William?"

"Hmm?"

"Did you hear what I just said?" She eyes me.

"Honesty? No." I reach over, running my hand along the hem, my nails tracing her hips. She takes a deep breath, shifting away from me. I grab her waist and pull her to my body, the smell of cherry instantly hitting my nose.