Vengeance

Chapter 52

(MATURE THEME AHEAD. Please put on your earphones and play the song as soon as it is mentioned for better experience. DO NOT read further if you're uncomfortable with steamy romance.)

Ava's POV

I coloured my lips by matte maroon coloured lipstick as was leaning towards the mirror. Placing it on the dressing table I looked at my reflection on the mirror. I had worn a cowl neck satin black dress which ended upto my mid-thigh. The silky material of the dress fitted my figure like a second skin, highlighting my curves. Hairs were tied at my neck and my eyes were slightly smoky because of the black eye shadow. I went into the closet and grabbed black stilettos. I took a deep breath and smiled, feeling confident satisfied with my look for the night.

Leaving the room, I walked downstairs slowly. As soon as Ryan saw me, he came up halfway and extended his right hand. He was looking smoking hot in that black shirt and perfectly waxed hair.
I felt my confidence wavering as we stared into each other's eyes.

"You look beautiful, Ms. DeLuca." He said dreamily and came forward to kiss my cheeks. 

"And you look very handsome, Mr. King." I replied placing my left hand into his. 

He led me towards the huge gallery which was at the left corner of the hall.
There was a table set for two with candles and roses.
The view of Manhattan, from his penthouse gallery was gorgeous. Cool breeze swept across my face as I stood there with my arms folded. 

"Lovely, isn't it?" Ryan whispered in my ear from behind. I never noticed how close he stood behind me. His fingers traced my bare arm until they reached my palm. He held my fingers like a delicate doll and brought it to his lips as we stood the gallery with my back to his chest.
He led me to the table and pulled a chair for me to sit.
Once he was seated in front of me, he stared into my eyes with an unrecognizable emotion. 

Where is everyone? I wondered. 

"I am sorry but I can't afford to take a risk with that guy still out there. So I thought why not we have a date here at my place itself."

"But-" 

"Where's everyone else? Well, I told my staff to take a day off. Others are at my club probably banging someone in the bathroom stall. And don't worry there are several men stationed outside for our safety."
I smiled at him sweetly as I nodded. 

How am supposed to control my feeling when he so good to me? 

The food was already arranged at the table along with some red wine. 

"I hope you like Parmesan Chicken." 

"Let's find out.." 

And guess what, it was delicious. The burst of different flavors in mouth made me moan, unconsciously.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Ryan's silvery - grey staring at me with burning desire.
"I take it, you loved the dish." There was an amused expression on his face. 

"Absolutely." I looked away blushing.

We continued to have our dinner and sip the wine in between. His eyes, barely left mine the entire time. We were eating in silence but there wasn't any kind of awkwardness. Instead, there was sexual tension building up with each passing minute.
Once we were done, he got up and asked me for a dance. He led me to the centre of the hall, started a soft sensual melody and pulled me right to his chest.
He was such an amazing dancer, it made it so simple to just follow his lead. He spun me around, pushed me away without losing the eye contact. When his hand pulled on mine, my back collided with his hard chest.
His nose trailed my jawline as if he was breathing me in.
Without warning he spun me around once again, pressing my breasts to his hard chest. We were so close, I was literally breathing his breath. His intoxicating smell making me forget the entire world.