Hello Darling: Book 1 (Completed)

Capricorn(2)

Abel's POV

I arrived at her apartment exactly 15 minutes before we were supposed to leave for the restaurant. I believe in being punctual and being respectful of everyone's time. I knocked on the door and waited. I fiddled with my cream-colored suit. I made sure my hair was looking good and not cheap. I was freshly shaved and I was feeling good. 

"Just a minute!" I hear her sweet voice. I couldn't tell you why we hated each other back in high school. I might have hated her nonchalant demeanor and still able to get perfect grades without trying. It might have been she rejected me and it hurt my ego. As I continued pondering the questions in my mind, I saw the door open. My mouth dropped at the beauty that stood in front of me. Samira was wearing a sexy but modest burgundy dress that flowed down her body, her hair was piled high in a bun with soft tendrils framing her face, and her makeup wasn't anything to rain home about but it showed off her beautiful eyes and tantalizing lips, and her perfume. I was tempted to push her back into her apartment and fuck the living daylights out of her. 

"Oh, hi sir. I just need to grab my purse. Please come in and have a seat on the couch. There's some freshly made apple juice in the kitchen if you'd like some. I'll be right back." She stepped away to allow me in and then walked into her bedroom. Wait, did she say freshly made apple juice? I walked into the kitchen and opened the door. I saw the container and immediately poured me a glass. I drank it and my mouth dropped again. This is some of the best apple juice I have ever had in my life! I had drank 4 glasses when she came back.

"How did you make this and how can I get 100 gallons of it?!" I ask her as she walks into the kitchen. She giggled at my silliness.

"It's a family recipe that was passed down to me. My grandmother made this for my grandpa and they have been married for 80 years. My mom made this for my dad and they've been married for 35 years with 8 kids."

"So, any man offered this is guaranteed to marry that woman?" I wonder.

"That's what seems to be happening but it's just a silly recipe. Oh, hold on, your tie is a little crooked." She fixed my tie and brushed my shoulders. "There. You look very handsome, Mr. Storm." 

"Call me Abel. We are supposed to be engaged after all." She nods.

"Yes, Abel." I had to refrain from groaning. My name sounded so sexy coming from her delicious lips. 

"You look stunning, Samira." Her cheeks flush and smiles at me.

"Thank you, sir. I mean, Abel." The mix of her tantalizing perfume and her saying my name was addictive. I needed to get her to this dinner or I was going to eat her pussy till she was shaking.

"Come on, darling. Let's go to this dinner."

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We got to the restaurant and let the hostess know about our reservation. We walked to the back of the restaurant and found the clients sitting there. Okay, time to turn on the charm and show them my ambitions.

"Mr. Yamabata. Mr. Kentworth. Thank you for taking the time to meet with me."

"Of course, Mr. Storm. We like what we see from you so far so we thought it might be better to have a more intimate time to get to know you. And who do you have here?"

"This is my assistant and fiancee, Samira Rain." She bows politely and offers her hand.

"Fiancee? You never told us you were getting married," Mr. Kentowrth said.

"Well, it's only been a few days since he asked me. I was completely thrown. I thought we were going to have dinner and then he gets one knee and proposes. It was wonderful and intimate. I couldn't ask for anything more." Samira kissed my cheek and I smiled, grabbing her hand and kissing it.