I used the spare key for Mr Francis room with the tray with wine and glasses, balancing them slightly as I pushed the door, switching the light on I walked toward the island table, my heels clicking against the tiles as I do, a beep behind me made me freeze.
The door opened and in came Mr Francis with a girl in his arms, she was eating his face off as she's unbuttoned his shirt, I cleared my throat and placed it on the table.
he was staring at me frown on his face, confused as to why I was here.
"There's your wine that you order,sir " I nodded and walked out of the room as quickly as I could, embarrassed and more than lickely red as a tomato.
I went straight for my computer and smiled at Tracy as I said my goodbyes and signed out before making my way to my car outside, I breathed out as I thought as what I just encountered.
Issac Francis...
Issac
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"Mhm, that's why I was hoping you would be able to refill her position.."she frose where she stood in the kitchen, her back to me, I Walked over to her and stood behind her, not realising how close I was to her."Angel?"
She stood still for a few moments, closing the gap between us my breath was on her neck at this point, she shivered at how close I was to her, couldn't help but smirk at how relaxed yet tensed she was, she didn't feel uncomfortable though, cause if she did she would tell to me to move or moved away.
"Angel.."I spoke softly as I turned her to face me, I held her face up with my hand with a light grip, she was chewing her bottom lip, when she let it go I caress her bottom lip with my thumb as I leaned in."It's rude not to answer when your getting talked to.."I leaned my forehead on hers as I leaned in more, her eyes automatically shut as she let out a gasp, she wanted me.. I feel it..connecting my lips softly to hers, her hands went to my neck to hold herself up, as her knees gave way from underneath, I held her up gently afraid she will disappear.
One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction.
Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything.
When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs.
A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends.
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"Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region.
My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches.
"Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."