The Lazy Life Of Raine

Broken Home (9)

Raine tapped on her laptop as she infiltrated into the security cameras at Tate Inc.  She spent her afternoon and evening, going through footage of the company and finding out the gossip and the power dynamics of Tate Inc.  

With the help of an insider working close to York and Tyler, she was able to hack into both of their computers and cell phone. As well as put a tracking device on their cell phones and cars    

Seeing how they were working so hard to find her, she would make it easy on them and show them her presence.  That night, she dressed up to have a late dinner at a famous restaurant that also had another reputation as a BDSM club that was located under the restaurant.  

Raine sat in the corner watching the guests come and go, while drinking wine and waiting for her food.  There had been several men who came up to her and asked her if they could join her, however she politely declined and they left without causing a scene.  

During this time, she was also feeding her succubus and had a smile on her face.  She was being naughty and was unleashing her desire powers in the BDSM club. Everyone participating in the club were being more active than usual and was causing the sexual energy to stir into a storm.  Her succubus soul was sucking up all of the energy like soup and Raine was feeling full.

Suddenly a shadow fell over her and that shadow joined her on the same side of the booth that she sat in, closing all ways for her to exit.  Raine snapped out of her greedy succubus state and looked over to see her target, York, sit next to her with an angry look.

The intense and cold aura around him had dimmed the moment he saw her and was able to sit next to her, however he still felt as if she could easily get away from him if he didn’t tie her to his side.  

A waiter quickly came up to the table and York ordered the same thing Violet was having.  His hand was on the table and his finger tapped in a slow and constant beat, as if he was waiting for Violet to speak first.  

He had hope that Violet began their conversation first, however his hope was quickly crushed when she ignored him and drank her wine as if he didn’t exist.  Her ignoring him, caused him to be more annoyed, which in turn caused him to act out.

He reached his hand over and behind Violet.  He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her close to him.  Their bodies touched and through his clothes, he could feel a fire within him light up. A primal instinct inside of him kept on chanting for him to claim her.  To make her, his. He wanted her to stay. He needed her to stay.

With his intense thoughts he didn’t see Carrie Mener at the other side of the restaurant.  Where Violet and York sat, was a direct line to where her table was. She was able to see Violet and York sitting intimately and it caused a jealous rage inside of her.  

Although she rejoiced at Violet’s downfall with Tyler, she also hated and was jealous of Violet for her success.  Violet was courageous enough to leave the comfort of her family, start a business and make it successful. Not only that, but to conquer her dreams in a span of 8 years was a feat that hardly anyone could do.  

Now she was back with experience, she could easily overtake Tate Inc. and run the company successfully.  However, she didn’t want to see Violet as the President and CEO of Tate Inc., she wanted York to be President while she was Vice President.  The two of them, York and Carrie, standing side by side, was a match made in heaven. They would be perfect partners inside and outside of work.

She had spent the last three years trying to win over York’s affections.  However every plan she implemented fell through due to unseen circumstances.  She was getting frustrated over her lack of success and to see a younger, more successful and beautiful woman enter York’s life and Tate Inc, made her feel so incompetent.  

“Did I say you could touch me?”  Violet asked as she swirled her wine in the wine glass.  

“You didn’t say not to touch you.”  York retorted as he turned his head to smell her scent.  Her scent was sweet and intoxicating. Her scent reminded him of something, but he couldn’t remember what it was. He just knew that, that “something,” was important.       

“I’ve been gone for 8 years and you’ve become shameless.”  Violet retorted back as she leaned back to trap his hand from moving any further down her hip.  “Have you picked up my father’s manners and learn how to flirt with random women?”

“You and I both know, Tyler had only loved one woman.”  York said as he brought his head closer to Violet’s hair.  “And you and I both know, you are not just any random woman to me.”

You’re my woman.  York wanted to say, however he couldn’t bring himself to say it.  Not just yet, but soon.

“So you do admit that you picked up his manners and ways?” Violet said as she turned her head towards him.  Their face was inches apart, and her eyes were daring him to kiss her if he had the courage. “You going to declare your love for me while going out to find your one true love?”  

“When I love someone, I’m truthful and faithful to that person for the rest of my life.”  

“How romantic of you, I don’t believe in love. Nor the words and promises of a man.”