The Temptation Of Disaster

Chapter 1

I can resist everything except temptation. - Oscar Wilde

Ana an attractive brunette, with sparkling black eyes, a creamy colour skin, a curvaceous shape and the most amazing smile, had just strutted in and now stood on the path to her office. It was a Wednesday morning at 11 am when she was assigned to meet Mason to show him a house. Ana was a real estate lawyer, the best in Atlanta. She went to her office and made a call to Mason, informing him that he should meet her at the house and gave him the address. Getting up she made her way outside, and into her car.

She drove to the house. When she arrived she noticed that Mason was already there. It was warm outside and as the sun shone upon the house, it gave it the most appealing appearance, as the light rays blended with the gold colour of the house making it glisten. It was a one story house, but it was wide and had a lot of length, which showed the massive amount of space available. There was also a garage. A mango tree was situated at the front of the house that didn't bear any fruit, with a chair resting underneath. The tree provided a lot of shade.

Leading up to the house were white steps that had a touch of gold. The house was beautiful and flamboyant in appearance and design. Ana made her way up the steps, where she shook hands with Mason. The both stood in awe as she opened the door. It was the most extraordinary and extravagant view. A neatly cut diamond chandelier stood in the centre of the ceiling, the floor was neatly tiled in a gold colour, the couches were white with gold designs, and there was a beautiful glass top table in the centre. On it was a vase with roses. This was all in the hall. Moving along and exploring, Ana was persuading him to buy by telling him how much the entire look would suit him.

Unfortunately he wasn't paying much attention to the house. His eyes were glued to her body and how the red dress she was wearing hugged her body showing her curves. Ana was of the perfect figure, not too slim and yet not too fat.

He interrupted, "I am new here, and I would like to get dinner after this, could you show me a nice restaurant in town?

"Sure. But, their cuisines are a bit expensive, would that be a problem?" she asked.

"No not at all, but after paying for this house, I do hope I can afford it," he said with a chuckle.

She giggled, "Of course you will! Well that is all for now we will go over the paper work at a later date," she said.

She made her way down the steps strutting in her red stilettos.

"Damn! She's hot!" he said in his mind, as he bit his lower lip.

He followed her and made his way to his car. After she fixed her hair which was looking a bit messy and her earrings, she started her black BMW.

"Follow me!" she said peering through the window.

Driving through the town, she made a stop at 'Atlas Buckhead', Atlanta's artistic American cuisine. It was a famous restaurant. At the front of the building there was a design with the name of the restaurant situated on the shrub fence.

He came out of his car after they had parked and went to her car window.

"Join me," he insisted.

She looked him up and down. He wasn't bad looking. Handsome, immaculately dressed in his business suit and gentleman shoes. His hair was wavy and it glimmered in the sun.

Reluctantly she replied, "Okay. But, only because you're new in town I'm not looking for a relationship right now," she told him without beating around the bush.

He opened her door and took her hand as she made it out and stood closing her car door.

"Thank you," he murmured.

They started walking towards the building. There were chairs and tables outside shaded by brown patio umbrellas and sofas. Inside after walking past the glass case of vintage liquors and things open up into a dining room full of brown leather chairs, booths covered in rich green fabrics and a museum-worthy collection of art from names like Pablo Picasso and Francis Bacon. There were various Henri Matisse piece hanging on the wall. Proceed a bit farther into the restaurant and there is a stylish bar that almost glows from the polished countertops and moody lights behind the bottles.

After making it inside and were seated a waitress came over to them and introduced herself as Mandy.

"May I take your orders?" she asked.

"I will have the Atlas Steak with Renoir's Peaches drink," Ana requested.

"And I will have the Border Springs Rack of Lamb with Paradise Found drink," Mason said.

Mandy walked away shortly after jotting down their orders and informed them that she would be back in a while. As they sat Mason started a conversation. He asked her about her job and how long she has been living in Atlanta etc. The waitress came back with their food and they ate and talked. After completing their meals Mason ordered a 2007 Hubert Lignier, Nuits-SaintGeorges 1er Cru Les Didiers, Burgundy France red wine. They talked, laughed at got to know each other a little as the time allowed while sipping red wine from their glass. Ana looked at her watch and noticed it was 4pm.

She got up and said, "I have to go. This was nice, I had fun."

He then got up and said, "I should get going as well."

Mandy soon came over with the bill as if timing them. He looked at it then got out his wallet and paid, leaving a tip. Mason escorted Ana outside, where they hugged and said goodbye. She got in her car afterwards and drove off. He followed soon after but in the opposite direction to the hotel he was staying. There was a beep and his phone lighted up. Wondering who that could be he slowly picked it up. Looking at the road and glimpsing at the phone he read it.

"I saw you with her. She must be your new girlfriend, your new conquest. Well you better watch out, or I'll make her cry and if you pout I'll tell her why," xxx Unknown. 

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