Fire at will

Not as planned

Kenna’s POV

Days went by and all I could think about was him. How he looked in his different suits and slacks or jeans and tshirts. How he smelled with the most amazing smell it light up my nose every time I smelled it. He was perfect and I was a mess. My father would never approve of this for sure! And we could never be serious right? I mean he was older and darker into things with the business then I was. I wanted none of that life and that’s who he was. The life was him, how do I stay away from someone that I can’t stop thinking about!? It felt like we were magnets and it was just inevitable. Everything about him was calling to me,the way his white smile glistened against his olive skin, the way he scrunched his eyebrows at something he didn’t like. Every part of me just wants to run to him and be unapologetically happy. I know what he says but can he be trusted? There’s no way to know off hand I suppose.

I read this article on f*******: it said that women with good hearts don’t want Superman because super man will sacrifice everything for the world, but an outlaw, a rebel will sacrifice the world for his women. Let me tell you! I wanted to be his women every single inch of me. All I could think about was his hands all over me. Kissing me and caressing my face and neck his firm grip on my ass and thighs i can’t get it out of my head. That’s it I am going to tell him tonight. I want to be his and if it makes people upset so be it.

Tonight we had to attend a banquet that beaus mother invited us to. My father was dead set on me being his date tonight he told me I needed to get out of the house and do something with myself, little did he know I was using this as an excuse to see beau. I had been up to plenty little known fact to my father. So I went up stairs and got ready curled my hair and put on some makeup. Ms wells per-cured a dress for me she said I would look ravishing in. Thank god for small favors because I wanted to look better than ever. I was going to be sitting with beau and his mother at the table. I needed to make the best impression that I could.

The dress was a beautiful burgundy velvet number, long with a slit at the bottom of the thigh. Staples sweetheart shaped with a deep v it was elegant. I paired it with a pair of gold strappy heals and beautiful gold diamond statement earrings. I felt unstoppable, sexy, bold. Just what I needed for this occasion.

When we stepped out of the limo I couldn’t wait to get inside. Then I seen him with her… some blonde bimbo talking to only each other almost as a whisper. You can not be serious! All that bullshit about him only having eyes for me thinking of me or however he said it. Oh two can play that game let me tell you! I walked right past them as though I didn’t even see him just seething at the thought of him touching her back as I passed by. I was going to scout out the room and find the best looking guy there make him pay for being so careless. Obviously he is a liar and I’m almost as sure as I’m breathing a murderer I mean how many random business trips can he go on I. The same city as a random person would go missing? Coincidence I think not. Better for me you know like I don’t need him! He will see exactly what I am capable of I might not be a killer but I’m about to make him hurt.

I had now been here for an hour and done my recon. I seen him by the head table dark black hair and olive skin he was more slender than beau but you could tell he was fit. He stood about 6’1 in his all black suit, I could see tattoos under there peeking out on his hand and back of his neck. He was suave looking his black hair styled back. I had it in my mind I was going to speak to this mysterious man. So with that I walked over casually and bumped my back into his pretending to squeeze through the crowd. Then we locked eyes and his brown honey eyes felt like they were looking into my soul. Almost like I had known him forever all I could say was “hi ” . And he bent down and kissed my hand asking me for a dance. How could I even say no at this point.

We waltzed over to the dance floor and his hand gripped my lower back with his other holding my hand. I placed my hand on his shoulder and once again looked up into those beautiful honey pot eyes of his. I could just melt I swear. He didn’t know what to do with me at that moment you could tell he was thinking organizing what he was going to say like a power point in his mind. We didn’t speak we just danced a beautiful waltz people were starring not sure if it was the perfection of your steps or the chemistry but both were immaculate. After the dance was done we exited the dance floor and he asked me for my name “kenna Vero and yours?” “Cyrus hurst I didn’t see you with anyone are you here alone? Or” I cut him off quickly “ I am here with my father but that was impressive what you did out there.” “ it took the both of us as far as I’m concerned” slowing approaching was a group of men the all shook hands and introduced their selves if he didn’t already know them. One of them asked “ is that your wife?” Another “ I didn’t know you got married congratulations” I interjected “ I am not his wife “ as I said that he grabbed my waist “ not yet she isn’t anyways” I looked at him in as though he just tossed a bomb at me. Was he serious? Or was he joking I couldn’t tell. I stayed by him most of the night he had his arm around my lower back with his palm placed almost perfectly on my hip. I hadn’t seen beau since I came in which was strange. My father hasn’t even looked for me once I’ve check on him several times and he is too busy talking business and drinking to even be bothered. He thrives in this environment so good for him.

It was starting to get late when out of the side of my eye I catch beau staring at me like he wanted to burn a whole with his eyes. He walked him with that trampy looking girl he was with earlier with a dress that short I could almost see her ovaries. He was not pleased seeing me with Cyrus. Now he is walking directly to me this is going to be such a mess. “ what are doing”? He says with such disgust “ I am talking with people!?” He grabbed my arm as though I was a child trying to drag me away when Cyrus grabs his hand off of my arm and pulls me behind him. “ what in the hell do you think your doing?” Beau leans in “ it’s none of your business now give me the girl and you can continue your night” Cyrus get right back into his face not backing down “ I think not puppet now why don’t you go back to your master” “ what! Did you just say to me!” I interject splitting them apart I wanted him to be jealous not blood thirsty. “ I think that is quite enough” I grabbed my purse from the table and walked away. As I looked back they were still being all macho in each other’s space then beau starts walking this way. Outside into the cold I go not caring waiting for my car. Then I hear a boom as the door swings open and hits the wall here he comes goody. “ what the f**k were you thinking are serious right now