The fortune's takeover

Chapter-5:Love and harmony

"Yeah great smile please, Mr. Brown and miss.Lewis please stand a little close. Yeah....very well done. Only some shots left..." The director shouts.
I am standing next to him...Aden, we really are standing very close. My mind goes back when...he kissed me. That was a different feeling out of this world. No doubt I have fallen for him badly whereas he hasn't. He was just with me because if this photoshoot and then he was just attracted towards me. That's it this is what this people with money do, play with everyone's heart. I shrug and sigh.
All of my nervousness has drained away. I feel....I feel safer near him, with him. I can sense his grin against my hair's as we both pose for the shoot. His eyes hasn't left mine since the shoot has started and I briefly wonder why have I been signed for this shoot? But then my mind dismisses the thought.
I mind drift back to yesterday he emailed almost after the midnight giving him all the necessary information about where and when the shoot is going to take place. It's in a big country house I think. I don't know his driver drove me to this place. I am dressed in a short blood red strap dress with a bracelet with the initial of BBC inscribed on it. My hair's are left open slightly curled at the end. Mrs. Lusy has done my makeup and even chose my outfit.
After few hours maybe one or two the photoshoot is done. Well, the photos are great way more than great.
I am sitting on a couch away from the cameras and Aden is no where to be seen. My phone buzzes and there a text from Aden reading:
"To:Kendall lewis
Now that we're done with this shoot thing so I would like to spend some spare time with you miss.Lewis if you don't mind. My car is waiting for you in front of the door. Be quick.
From: Aden Brown."
I don't waste the time typing up a message and quickly get out of the door watching for his car after changing back into my original clothes. A yellow t shirt with a denim blue skirt and a white colored high heels. It's not exactly my style but Jenny insisted me on wearing this for today. And there is his car. The driver who is also a bodyguard I think opens the door for me. C'mon I don't need this much respect please.
During the car ride Aden hasn't stopped staring at me. His gaze is...no doubt mesmerizing full of gratitude and love I think. But he doesn't love me it's just what these people with money do, play with everyone's heart. It's nothing new to me after all.
Then why are you even doing this! Going with him when you don't even know him. My subconscious snarls at me and I know she is right but I turn her off.
"Where are we going, Aden?" I ask.
"You will get to know soon." He says dryly but with a smile playing on his beautiful sculptured lips. I keep quite I guess he is not in the mood to talk. And suddenly we pull outside a very large house. Fuck! It's enormous. I don't know whose house is this we head into the garden passing by a large glass door with security panel on both sides. It's dreamy. Oh my!
We directly head inside and stop infront of the door. The door is enormous made up of grey lustrous metal. I can see the house has three stories. And we're on the front side of the house I guess. The rooms has large large large french windows with skin or grey or white colored curtains hanging down. Holy fuck the balconies are bigger than my whole apartment. It's beautiful. The bodyguard opens Aden's door and then my door too.
"Thanks" I say with a polite smile to the bodyguard which he returns with a polite nod.
Aden swiftly holds my hand and leads me inside. I am gonna faint now.
It's the living room. Fuck! It's way beyond enormous. Way way way beyond than enormous. It has brown and white marble glass floor laid all over the living room with large abstract paintings hanging on some of the walls. The room has all off shit furniture with a large brown colored table in the centre. Glass sculptures of angels and swans are kept on the corners. The room has a beautiful glass celling with a round staircase and an elevator side by side. Wow! He really is very rich very no doubt.
And quickly glance at him and he is intently gazing at me. Oh no his stare

makes me....wet.
"You like it?" He asks solemnly.
"Like what?" I ask rather confused.
"The house"
"Oh.. of course it's way beyond than beautiful. It's mesmerizing." I say.
And he nods pleased with himself I think.
We head towards the elevator which is near the staircase and he presses a button and the doors of the elevator opens. Whoa! The elevator itself is...out of this world all glass large elevator. And he is holding my hand closely. The doors of the elevator Swift's open revealing another large floor with rooms on both of it's sides.
With white brown glass marble floor and off white glass celling and off white walls with some other types of abstract paintings hanging on the walls and in the doorway. He glance at me and smiles and leads me to a room.... It's beautiful but I don't think it's his room somehow.
"Whose room is this?" I ask avoiding his gaze.
"It's the...." He hesitates but then adds,"I always give this room to the girl I am currently.....fucking." he says his face in a thin line.
Holy fuck. What did he just say. Both me and my subconscious are gapping at him open mouthed. Wtf. Did he just.... Say that out loud.
I give him a confused and puzzled look. He smiles his beautiful smile which makes me forget everything but then this is not happening I can't be his sex doll anyways.
"What do you mean by fucking?!" I say warning vivid in my tone.
"Forget it I don't want you running away from me." He says looking into my eyes expectantly.
"Oh.. fuck forget it!" He says and then leads me to another room on the thrid floor. It's the biggest room in the house I think. It has grey walls and off white celling with all white furniture.
It's way beyond than awesome.
"My room." he snaps
"Whoa! It's beautiful."
He closes the door behind him and then he cups my face with his hands and draw me closer.
"You are different and... Beautiful." He mouthes and before I can register his words his lips are on mine again invading me. Invading my personal territory he kisses me with all the passion he has I think. I don't have the courage to return his kiss but then I try and reach up. he suddenly pulls out of the kiss. His hands moves down... My skirt up to my naked legs.
He pulls off my skirt within a swift slip. And removes my shirt too. I am naked in my bra and panty standing in front of him. I feel exposed and he is eyeing me maliciously. My body clinches suddenly. And he drags me to the bed and he is on me. His erection pressing into the side of my stomach. Holy fuck this is Soo... Hot. I close my eyes.
"Do not dare touch me." He says warning clear in his voice and I nod.
Why? My subconscious snarls.
"Please" he adds
"Okay.." I respond shyly feeling exposed.
And he pulls of his jeans swiftly and he is gloriously naked. He is so beautiful. Holy fuck. And he looks at his erection and then at me and smiles. And then he pull on a condom. And throws my feet apart and swiftly he is inside me.
I growl. Fuck!
"Slow please." I insist.
And he says nothing but momentarily slows down. Inside outside, inside outside, in a rythm.
His lips are all over my breasts. His hands in my hairs. I am glad I shaved myself yesterday. I wanna touch him so badly his chest is.... So muscular. His bisceps, his neck, his hairs. Whoa!  I wanna touch him badly everywhere. I make my intention clear that I wanna touch him and moves my hand upwards.
"No!"he mouthes and I nod sadly.
His hands cuping my breasts and his tongue teasing my neck under his slow sensual assault and there I feel something is building inside me. Ah! I am close. And there I come and after a moment he comes to his climax too.
And collapses beside me pulling outside of me.
I am breathless... panting. In need of more but I am exhausted I have had sex after a very long time. Last and first with Parker no! I don't wanna remember him.
"Thank you." He mouthes.
And I smile at him dryly still upset that he didn't let me touch his him.
After a moment when I have just recovered my breathing I say....
"Why didn't you let me touch you?"
"I can't bear....anyone touching me except my family."
"Why?"not actually understanding what he means.
"Nothing you should better sleep."he says.
And I close my eyes sleepily.
He heads out of the bed picking his jeans from the floor and wearing it again. I open my eyes to glance at him.
"You can stay here tomorrow is Sunday. You may stay here." He mouthes.
"Hmm... But u have to go home." I say because I can't bear being with him like this Everytime. I feel...shy around him.
"Please."he insistes.
"Okay I will call Jenny and tell her that I won't be home till tomorrow." I say.
And he smiles and heads outside.
Is he not gonna sleep? Where is he going? And what's up with him? He is confusing now! I say to myself.
And immediately call Jenny. She was damn shocked and was worried about me. But it's okay
And swiftly I am deep in my sleep soon. My eyes flicks open at midnight I guess. It's still dark outside. It looks beautiful. LA at my feet. Whoa!
But he isn't here in the bed. Where is he?
But I don't wanna go out of his room. I don't know anything about him and about his house so... I prefer being here only.
"You still awake." He says glancing at me from underneath his eyelashes.
He no doubt is the most hottest man in LA.
"I couldn't sleep. Where were you?" I ask.
"I don't sleep next to any girl and I have insomnia a sleeping disorder." He says wryly.
Oh....
"Why?"
He gives me a confused look.
"Why don't you sleep next to any girl?" I ask.
"I have never had sex in my own bed. It was the first time." He mouthes.
Okay....
"Sleep" he orders and plants a soft kiss on my forehead. Oh.. this is what I needed now.
And he sits beside me my head on his chest and we both drift into sleep.