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Chapter 10 | Zain

Zain

"I could start fires with what I feel for you."

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HER lips. Her rosy lips.

Those round fuller, soft breasts of hers.

The way she moaned his name.

The way she stroked his cock.

Gosh, Zain was going insane. Insane over Kiara. Last night was something completely out of the ordinary. It was exciting and before Zain knew, he had completely surrendered himself to the pleasure Kiara gave him. He loved the feel of her tasty lips against his. Only if he could relive those moments again.

We are far from over, Zain.

Her voice ringed in his mind, reminding him that this sweet torture wasn't ever going to end. But what if she grew tired of him? Disposed of him like a ragged doll? What would he do then?

Zain had no idea what last night meant, but for him, it was like meeting all those feelings he had buried deep inside his heart, again. The feelings he had for Kiara.

The thought that they were resurfacing troubled him because he didn't want to get down that lane again. It only inflicted him pain and he has had enough of it to last a lifetime.

But then why did it feel like it was just the beginning? That she would conquer his heart, again?

He adjusted his tie as he examined himself in the mirror, glad about the outcome. Zain never focused on what he wore, he was just the kind of person who grabbed whatever his hands laid on first. Dressing without thinking can be disastrous sometimes but then, he had many more matters to deal with other than clothes.

Thankfully, Kiara had an excellent taste in fashion because the navy blue suit he currently wore with beige pants and white shirt totally suited him. When Zain had woken up, he had found the clothes ready for him to wear, on the edge of his bed and he was sure that Kiara had gone through his closet.

The girl seriously had no sense of privacy.

But then, the invasion was worth it. He ran his hand through his hair once again, dearly missing the feel of Kiara's hand through them.

Today was his first day at the office and as a CEO and he sure was terrified. He felt weird. There was unknown confidence that sparked in his heart as he adjusted his blazer once again. But then, something in him had changed in him since he came here.

The fact that he swore last night troubled him and he had spent all the night apologizing to his late mother for breaking his promise.

But he did admit, it felt good. Like those words perfectly described his emotions at that time. Still, he was going to refrain from doing so. For his mother.

Suddenly, the door to his room opened, revealing the woman who had captured every single thought of Zain. She walked in, wearing her white pencil dress with her hair tied up in a tight ponytail and red lipstick on her plump lips. The dress hugged her every single curve and the v-neck showcased a bit of her cleavage, making Zain hard in his pants.

Her eyes were the favourite part of his in her body. The next came her perfect, round breasts. He could suck them every day. The thought made him internally groan and he could feel the heat creeping in his face.

Kiara didn't say a word, she just looked at him from the mirror, carefully examining him. He felt hot under her gaze, barely keeping his dirty thoughts under check. It was like as if he transformed into a completely different person when she was near him.