King's Prize (Kissed By The Baddest Bidder)

Chapter 20: Here And Now

"I'm not at the penthouse, my pet. And Honey and Soryu must be at the airport by now."

"And Eisuke?"

"Probably on his way now to Dubai, too."

I thanked Baba and turned off my phone.

So no one's here but me.

My head throbbed a little from all the wine I consumed during dinner with Rino and kicking off my shoes I lie down on the sofa, closing my eyes.

I felt a sense of peace, like, finally. I told Rino I've forgiven him and asked his forgiveness, too, for his father's death, though I didn't go into details and somehow I have a feeling he already knew what happened. I felt sad that he had to leave the country but he said he's been readying to leave for sometime now and was only waiting for me.

I wished him luck, and for one last time, like the nights we spent in my apartment before all of these happened, we managed to get through dinner without talking about the bad stuff.

I jumped up at the sound of door opening, squinting my eyes in the darkness, fear clutching my chest momentarily. Relieved when I saw it was only Eisuke coming towards me, I sighed and smiled up at him.

"Hi," I said uncertainly, my eyes roaming the gorgeous face I couldn't get out of my head.

Eisuke said nothing, merely stared down at me and sat himself on the sofa.

"Uhm... I thought you left for Dubai, Sir."

"Is that why you're here?"

"N-no."

He leaned close, his body bending over me and I gasped when his face came so close to my neck, as if inhaling my scent. "You smell of alcohol."

I blushed, glad that it was so dark he wouldn't see, but I sat unable to move, his breath tickling my skin. "I had a few, yeah..."

"Why are you here, Satine?" he asked again, his eyes boring into mine.

Heart pounding I tried to say as calm as I could muster, "I... Uhm... I want to stay here.... If you will have me."

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Eisuke felt his blood rise to fever pitch at the softly spoken words, finally admitting to himself the effect she had on him, for it was agonizing to watch her having dinner with someone else that he was almost tempted to snatch her away right there and then. Instead, he kept his distance and waited, all the while debating with himself.

For at first he thought he was just in need of female companionship, that for days since her little kiss he had brought women up to his suite. Yet on all those nights he found himself unable to touch them; he couldn't rouse himself enough to respond to their blatant attempts at seduction.

Now that she was here, Eisuke knew he couldn't deny himself anymore and remembering the way she had looked earlier at the runway, his initial thoughts of taking it slow with her flew out the window that he cursed under his breath and placed his mouth on her skin.

Soft, so soft, he thought dazedly.

She stiffened, her breath panting and Eisuke couldn't contain the desire now roaring in his veins, that he branded her lips with his, Satine surrendering to the kiss.

She clutched at him, and for some reason Eisuke felt irrationally seduced, that he deepened the kiss and felt her sigh, allowing him to devour her.

"It's good you came back," he whispered in her ear moments later, and when he bit her earlobe she moaned. "I was just about to force you back anyway."

He smirked in triumph when he took her in his arms and she shrieked in surprise, wrapping her arms around him tightly as he walk them up the stairs.

Eisuke cursed aloud when he bumped on the center table, the pain shooting up to his knee that he had no choice but to set down a laughing Satine on the sofa, her eyes shining with mirth as she looked up at him. He groaned in embarrassment and picking the table up he threw it halfway across the room, then tugging at her arm he pushed down a still laughing Satine on the carpeted floor and started kissing her again.

"That was mean," he said huskily when he pulled away to look down at her eyes.

"That was funny," She said giggling, but when he cupped one breast from over her shirt she moaned again.

"You drive me crazy," he said in between kisses, undressing her with swift expert fingers, Satine whimpering from under him.