Indecent Proposal

Signs And Symbols

She walked through the old church, passing through a crowd of people. She turned right, entering an empty corridor and made her way to the large wooden door. She knocked two times before entering.

"You're finally here" Aubrey greeted her, smiling. He was dressed in completely black suit and a white shirt. He looked good, he always looked good.

"You wanted to see me..." she said slowly, letting her gaze rest on his face. He was such a pleasure to look at. She missed him.

They were alone.

Aubrey gave her a sultry smile before he took a seat on the emerald velvet sofa. She approached him quickly, standing between his legs.

"I have a feeling that there is... something..." he said as his eyebrows arched and he grinned "Something you want to tell me Robyn" He placed his hands on her round hips.

She made no reply, still not able to keep her eyes from him.

"Today is the day I'm marring Beyonce" he reminded her, voice calm.

For some reason she checked what was she wearing. And there was no sign of a white wedding dress with a long trail. She was clad in a vivid red.

"Yes" She replied and nodded.

"Well" He seemed to know more "Aren't you going to try to stop me?"

"What? I... " She took a deep breath, looking at his gorgeous lips and eyes. Very suddenly she wanted to touch his face.

"I know you want to stop me Robyn. I know you don't want me to marry Beyonce" A smirk spread on his lips "Do you princess?"

She sighed. She didn't want that.

"Fourteen more minutes" he told her glancing at the clock on the wall.

Her eyes fixed on his smooth fingers that now were slowly lifting the hem of her dress.

"What are you doing Aubrey?" she spoke quietly.

"You know what I am doing"

That was a truth too. Not wanting to waste anymore time she unzipped her dress and stepped out of it, revealing her nude lace underwear, exposing nearly everything to his lustful eyes...

The scenery changed. She was exiting a familiar building, her office.

When she was outside she looked around. She spotted Aubrey, he was standing on the pavement, next to his Bentley. He was smoking. She concluded that he was waiting for her.

Finally he noticed her stare and winked at her. She rolled her eyes and giggled softly.

She started to walk in his direction, listening to the clicking of her high heels. Suddenly he broke their eye contact and smiled looking at something before her. She knew this kind of smile. Sweet. Sexy. Seductive. It was reserved for her. He should be looking at her that way now.

Curiously she followed his gaze. And then she stopped her steps.

It was that moment her eyes landed on the young blonde woman.

Rita? Indeed, Rita.

Robyn looked again at Aubrey, he was still concentrated on that slut. That bitch. That fucking bitch. Then Rita turned her head and smiled brightly at the shocked brunette. And even from there Robyn felt her obvious desire to throw herself around Aubrey's neck, it almost made her sick.

And then, when she was beside him, she ran her hand over his chest, it ended with them kissing. The kiss gained heat as they deepened it.

A blush heated Robyn's face and she shook her head. She was ready to ask them some fucking questions. She took one step closer--