Further Apart...

new feelings...

I don't understand  how my feeling r
back  to me again...  
From the day I met
Valerina all my emotions are coming back to me  coming one by one...
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. First I thought that she's like every other woman out there..
But she never tried to flirt with me.
Or take andvage of her job or anything like that...
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She was really a beauty with brains ...
Even if men would fall on her feet  she would reject them....
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. But I don't know Wat possessed me when we were at the meeting  with Mr.Ramons..
The way he was flirting with her and how she was blushing when he  was complimeting her.....

Wat the fuck  only I should make her blush and touch her like that...
Not some other fucking bastard....

I was shocked at my own thoughts about her..
And almost controled my anger....
When he asd her out...
Then my mouth was out of control
And told him that  my PA was busy the whole weekend.... And stressed  in the word "my PA "

But that idiot did not even  get a clue of my angry voice and also he..
And was trying to ask her again on weekends.. And gave his contact number written on a piece of paper..

By that time I took long strides towadrs her" I hope the meeting's   got
over ."

I stood right beside her and  and my hand reached her waist and I hold her tighly to me...
And I can feel a shocked expression on her face..
But I did not look at her...

And when he noticed it his smile flattered...
 
That made me smirk  at him.
Got Ya bastard.......

  Then he told that he will be waiting for her call....
And she wished him bye.....
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I was really very angry at her right now  and I walked straight to the elevator and after some minutes she followed me...
And  I pressed the ground floor button... And as soon as the door closed  I pushed her to the elevator wall  and leaned my whole body towards her....
My hard  chest was touching her soft one's and I could her hear heart pumpimg vigorously..... 
"u filthy woman  I told u not to flirt with my partners didn't I???"

She looked at me with shock and hurt... 
Then it hit me,,, the words which iv used on her..

Dammit ....

"I never flirted with ur partner Mr.Williams..."  she looked directly in my eyes while speaking   angrily......
Then I took both of her  hands and placed them over her head....
" never  ever try to look or flirt with a man in front of me..... Or else..... "

"Or else Wat?" that made me stunned on her outbusrt.
"Wat will u do Mr.Williams ??"
She challenged me..
Ohhhhhhhh God from such an innocent pussycat she turned to a wild one....
  I really loved this side of her and I thought
Wat this wild kitten can do in bed.........

And really Wat will I do?????  Let me show u Wat I can do........

I now caught both her writs with only one hand , tight enough for her not to move...
And with my other free hand  I took the piece of paper from her hand  and crushed it... and then I slowly whispered
"or else I'm gonna crush that person in the same Way if he ever lay his eyes on u... "
I could not control my feelings and I itched to touch those lips and kiss the hell out of her.
But instead I bit her earlobe as hard as possible ..
I'm damn sure she's effected by my touch.....
When she was about to question the door to the elevator opened and I left  again like a coward to doesn't have any control over his feeling......

I really don't want any of these feeling coming back and haunting me......
These feelings r only for my Bri and when she left me all alone to face this cruel world they too left me.....
Those feeling belong only to my love...
And I don't want any other person in my life,,,
my heart and soul  belongs only to my Briana...
I don't want to share them with any other girl.......
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. I love u Bri ......so damn much....
I'm so sorry I'll never let any body enter into my heart...
It should only be filled with u and ur memories......

A lone tear left my eye  and was running down freely...
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I left the girl behind and told the guard to take her to my office in another car...
And I drove to my home alone....
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