"What about your rules?"I managed to breath out. His lips slowly attacked my neck now leaving open mouthed kisses. His hands were still grasping my waist tighly not losing contact for a second. I kept my hands on his broad shoulders clinging to him so I would not fall down. I've never felt this sensation before and its giving me these stupid chills.
"Rules are meant to be broken, aren't they?" He whipered among my gasps.
He's my boss!
The realisation hit me finally so I pulled back making him frown.
"Why? Why did you kiss me?"
"What do you mean?"
"I asked why you kissed me."
"I- because the night is beautiful, the view is beautiful, the time is beautiful, God Isabella! You are so fucking beautiful."
"This should not be happening." I muttered. Before the conversation would continue, I took a last glance at his frowning face and left him, alone with his stupid beautiful thoughts.
***
"Pass me the pen please." Mr. Ainsworth muttered to me under his breath. I quickly fished out for the pen from my purse and handed it over to him with which he signed the contract papers.
"Congratulations Ainsworth."
"To you too Hansen." He nodded and they shook hands. This is a really confidential meeting with just the two owners with their assistants.
"So why don't we celebrate? Let's party!" Mr. Hansen grinned.
"Party? I don't think that is needed Brad."
The irritation was evident in his voice. We've tried our best to avoid each other for the day and I'm convinced that partying would surely not help.
"Come one. You need a break Julian. Take it as a payback for not attending my wedding." Mr. Hansen practically whined.
"Okay then, I'll be there."
"I? We cannot leave little Isabella all by herself. Bring her along."
"She isn't little you know. She can make her decisions on her own."
He looked over at me with an attacking expression. Wait! Decisions? What decision did I even make? It was he who all of a sudden jumped over to kiss me.
And you didn't kiss back?
"But now that you are inviting her I am nobody to stop." Mr. Ainsworth continued shrugging.
"I'll be there." I gave a polite smile. I mean, why should I avoid my part of fun because of him? I want to party, then I'll go party.
"Good girl. All set then. My club at nine." Mr. Hansen clapped his hands twice and got up.
***
I left my room and started walking towards the stairs, fumbling with my waves. I'm wearing Catalina's burgundy off shoulder bodycon dress and it's making me really self-conscious. I rarely wear such short dresses. But this is the only formal one I have so there is no other way around.
He stood downstairs waiting for me probably. Time to be petty. I swayed my hips, pouted my lips and walked towards the door not even giving a glance at his side. He noticed and started walking towards me.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"To the party, I suppose."
"With?"
"Myself. Who needs company when you are by yourself." I shrugged trying hard not to smile.
"Look. You are my responsibility. I cannot just let you go out. At least not dressed up like this." He waved a finger at my outfit.
"So what?"
"Just stop speaking and come with me." He grabbed my wrist tighter than usual and took me out of the mansion. Taking the keys out, he practically pushed me inside the matte black Mercedes.
"So you are dominant like this everywhere?" I hugged tying the seatbelt as he did the same.
"You don't wanna know." He gave me a big smirk cocking his head and Shit.
That is when I finally noticed how exquisite he looked. His hair were slightly gelled to the right side and strand was falling on his forehead. His blue shirt was tighter than usual, defining his well-built muscles more than necessary. All the way to the club I looked outside the window so as to avoid the face on my left.
"Be docile." He whispered close to my ear as we made out way towards the VIP Section. I scoffed and walked along.
"Over here Julian!" Mr. Hansen called out.
"Scotch on the rocks?" He asked me.
"Anything really." I smiled.
Anything to distract myself from him.
"Alright. Two please."
And before I had even known, that turned into two, three, four drinks and then, well I lost count. Mr. Ainsworth still sat sober next to me while I say hoping not to fall down.
"Dance with me." He bluntpy said.
"I don't think I can trust my legs right now."
"Nobody asked for your thoughts. Just come." He grabbed my hand and took me to The dance floor.
"A-And what if I fall d-down?"
I'm stuttering already?
"I'll catch you." He held my waist.
And that is exactly when they had to put up the song Señorita by Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello.
He guided my hands up to his neck and I could feel the slight thud of his pulse. Before I'd even tried to sway a bit, he swiftly turned me around, my back facing his front. He bent close to my ear and slowly sang along to the lyrics giving me the now familiar tingles.
And as I tried to sway again he- being his dominant self- turned me around again, but this time out chests were almost touching, his hands were digging tighter on my waist and my hands were still around his neck. I moved them down to his chest and pulled slightly away from him and nonchalantly swayed as if right a few seconds ago I'd felt like my heart could burst out of my chest.
'But friends don't know the way you taste la la la.' The song continued and I don't know where it came from but I blushed like a teenager. I had expected him to tease me but he instead let go of my waist and held by hands guiding me out of the dance floor.
"We'll take your leave now Brad."
"So soon? We just had a few drinks."
"Yes. We have to leave for Boston in the morning and reach back home by the evening. Also, Isabella seems pretty tired."
Tired, no. Tipsy, yes.
"Oh well Goodbye then. See you soon." He got up and they did the brotherly hug thing. "Bye Isabella." He smiled and nodded at me.
"Buh Bye.." I waved.
Mr. Ainsworth grabbed my elbow and made me walk which felt really hard with the jelly like legs. Sooner or later we were inside his car and I decided to doze off as he drove us home.
~
Author's Note : Isn't there a too much of happiness going around? Walking, kissing dancing??? Is something about to happen???
Tea! Tea! Tea! Stay tuned!!!!xD
YOU ARE READING
✔|Entwined With You|
Romance[Book One of the You Series] "Rules are meant to be broken, aren't they?" he whispered among my gasps. * Isabella Grace Greene. Brown Eyes, Chestnut Brown Waves mixed with a clumsy and shy personality. "I am a complete blend of shy, clumsy and a h...