The Choice

39) Aurora

Warning: smut and inappropriate language.

"Omer, what have you done?"

I say my eyes wide shaking my head threading my fingers through my hair.

He grips my shoulders from behind the couch I sit on and leans in to speak in my ear, "it would've happened anyways, dove."

I shake my head and whirl looking at him standing , "You'll change the company's name and change the leading team of London's branch after working on them for twenty years, Omer?!"

A firm nod.

"Tell me your plans."

He smiles faintly, " I'll just change the initial letters in the name."

" NV? You're mom's initials?"

Another nod.

"To what?"

He grabs a paper from the papers laid sprawled in front of us on the small table at his place and places it flat in front of me.

I frown at what's written then look up at him then back to the letters. My breath hitches when realization hits me.

It writes AR Valley.

"Fuck, Omer."

I snap my head looking at him eyes wide and mouth agape.

"you will not do that." I say and he shrugs. He will.

"It's been like that for twenty fucking years! You dreamt of having that name for your company!"

I exclaim and he speaks easily with a soothing tone,

"change is a must, dove. And now I have the lady of my life. I cannot write any other woman's name on anything that belongs to me even if it's my mother's."

I blink slowly at what he said processing everything, "what about the leading team?"

"what about it?" he asks and I tilt my head in question.

He rounds the couch standing in front of me bending down and leans in kissing my brow and says softly, " You'll know on the right time, dove. I promise you'll be the first to know, just- just let me manage and I'll tell you everything."

I nod looking up at him from my spot on the couch and smooth a hand on his jaw, he leans into my hand placing a hand on the back of the couch behind me supporting his weight as he leans above me standing and me sitting.

I wrap my hand around his waist feeling the taut muscles there. His jaw clenches under my hand and he rests the side of his face next to mine and lets out a strangled whisper, "I'm barely controlling myself, dove. Do not push."

I trail my hand to the front of his shirt fisting the fabric urging him closer and pull away looking into his honey eyes that are darkened now.

"why not?" I ask and he curses, "don't look that innocent when I want to do the filthiest things to you, Aurora"

I pull him towards me laying down and he leans in above me, I support my weight on my elbow and he's on his knees on the couch chest heaving, "I'm far from innocent, Omer."

I lean up whispering in his ear, "remember that I was the one to warn you that I'll ruin you if you got close."

I brush my lips against the hollow of his throat then breathe again, "you know it's a lie that came out of your mouth. Because I'm not innocent, I am the complete opposite. And I do it perfectly fine."

"fuck, dove. Those words and that mouth" he says gripping my jaw devouring my mouth.

I push against my elbows sitting and he climbs on his knees trapping me underneath him as he bends down biting and sucking and licking my mouth. I moan into his mouth and wrap my hands around his torso feeling his chest, his pecks, the muscles that shift under my hands of his abs and waist, I let myself free of my guard and touch him freely. He is my man. Mine only.