Chapter Nineteen

34 2 0
                                    

  Aly was busy  putting away the last of her clothes in  what was now her new room when she was interrupted by a knock at her door, "Come in".

"Ms Alyssa, would you like something to eat? Mr Callaghan has sent me to find out if you were hungry or in need of anything". Doris entered the room with her signature friendly smile.

"Thank you, I'll be down shortly and please call me Aly"

Doris agreed and left smiling, she was already beginning to grow on Alyssa as she reminded her of Amanda and the closeness they shared.

Clad in a red tank top and grey yoga pants Aly made her way to the kitchen where she met Chase and Doris.

   A plate of pasta with minced beef was set and waiting for her along with what looked like Cranberry juice. Thanking Doris, she took the seat she had occupied on her previous visit; now she was once again across from Chase who was enjoying the sight of her.

   His eyes traveled hungrily from her captivating brown eyes to her tiny nose then down to her small tempting lips; even without make up she left him stunned. His eyes continue their journey down her neck, along her shoulders, along the creamy white skin of her arms and  then they finally stopped right at her bust area. She had perfectly sized breasts, not too small, not too big and definitely not filled with silicone like the ones he was accustomed to having at his disposal. The straps on her shoulder and how perfectly close together they were indicated she had on a bra, a black one to be exact; seeing how they rose and fell as she breathed made his palms itch with need to touch them, they'd fit perfectly in his hands. He needed her; he had to have her but that was going to take some time and seeing his current state of arousal, he wondered how long he could control himself before taking her on every surface in the penthouse.

Thank goodness his attire of slacks was arousal accommodative or he'd have another issue at hand and remedying it would be perfect with her assistance.

  Much to his liking, Aly was oblivious to his interest in her body as she was busy with her meal and reading the newspaper, only sparing him glances which luckily he met while pretending to be on his phone or eating.

The tense awkward mood that existed earlier changed significantly as nightfall found both Alyssa and Chase in the living room sharing stories and laughs. They both sensed the difference in the air but saw it best to not say anything that would bring about any changes.

  As their 'moment progressed, Aly was seeing a side of Chase that she was finding it hard to not fall for, he was relaxed and talkative in a very cheerful way and not his 'cold and down to business' manner and she loved it, this side made it easier for her to see herself being around him.
Chase at this point was seeing what made this 'Plain Jane' so irresistible; unlike his other women, Alyssa was naturally beautiful inside and outside even without being adorned by expensive designer labels and makeup. She wasn't one to take bullshit from anyone and this he knew from how assertive she could be from the day of their meeting at the cafe. He knew she'd have eventually taken him on herself if her friend hadn't  intervened. She wasn't the least bit phased by his wealth or spending tendencies, women became his sex dolls after one night out at an expensive restaurant yet he bought her a new wardrobe from an Italian boutique, took her to expensive restaurants, bought her a custom made gown with shoes and accessories even took her on an unnecessary trip to London for the weekend on his private jet where they stayed in the finest suite at HIS hotel where he deliberately tried and miserably failed to seduce her TWICE, hell he even kissed her and still couldn't influence her decisions,instead he had to scheme to get her attention by asking a favor which unknown to her, he MADE her agree to and now for the first time in his adult life, Chase Callaghan was starting to feel sorry for hurting a woman who was not his mother.

Unplanned- Uncharted RoutesWhere stories live. Discover now