Heirs Of Deception

CHAPTER 4

~Damian~

It was a sunny afternoon. I was going through some files in my home office when I heard voices from downstairs.

I met Federick dragging Amira by the arm as he made his way to the door. Amira was struggling to break loose from his grip but couldn’t. She had forcefully made her way into the house after Federick had denied her entry.

“That’s enough, Federick!” I said in a loud tone.

“But Sir—” Federick shuttered.

“Let her in,” I commanded.

“Okie Sir.” He bowed and disappeared into the kitchen.

“Really—- So Frederick doesn't recognise me anymore,” Amira yelled.

I turned away from her and proceeded to take a seat on the couch without uttering a single word to her.

“Don't tell me you ordered him not to let me in ?” Amira arched her eyebrow while placing her left hand on her waist.

“I told him I didn't want to receive guests today” I scoffed.

“I’m some guest to you, right,” She gave me a quizzical look.

“Come on— you know what I mean,” I said and blew some air into the atmosphere.

“Tell me because I don't understand what we’ve been doing for the past 4 Months”, Amira asked, perspiration gathered on her forehead, and she was already beaming red.

Amira and I have been seeing each other for a while now, but nothing has been defined. I loved her, but I wasn't just ready for any commitment. Amira has always pointed out to me severally that she wanted us to be an item officially.

She is a very beautiful young lady with the perfect body, any man would kill for her. I felt some connection and peace around her that I hadn't felt before with the numerous women I had been with for the past years.

“You can't be showing up at my place unannounced,” I said in a low tone.

“You left me with no choice when you went ghost on me for a week,” Amira fled up. “I have been calling you several times, but you haven't been returning my calls. I was worried sick about you.”

“I have been pretty swamped with work,” I said.

“Busy enough not to know how I'm faring,” Amira rolled her eyes.

“You know that's not true,” I walked towards her and held her by the waist. She resisted at first but later gave in.

My eyes dipped to her mouth. She wore the same lipstick she always wore. Bold red and seductive.

The heat from my gut spread to my stomach. We started kissing vigorously.

“Slow down, young man; the servants might be watching,” She chuckled.

“Have missed you, baby,” I whispered to her ears.

“Have missed you too” she snickered.

I swooped her off the ground with my arms and proceeded upstairs to my room. I dropped her on the bed and we started kissing intensely again.

My hand went straight to her zipper And unzipped her floral dress. I unhooked my bra and started sucking on the soft molds on her chest. I ran my way up to her neck and gave her some gentle love bites. She started moaning on the perfect note.

The sweet, slightly tart scent of apples from her cologne stole into my lungs. I left some hickey on her neck as I aimed to please. My hand ran all over her body and settled for her thighs.

Our bodies moved in perfect rhythm, every touch a symphony of unspoken desires fulfilled. Each caress deepened our connection. As we reached the peak together, our hearts beat as one, a shared moment of pure ecstasy.

I rolled over to the other side of the bed to catch my breath. Amira pulled herself and gave me a serene smile. She lay on my chest and started tracing an imaginary drawing with her hand.

“That was wild,” I said as I chuckled lightly.

“What was wild ?” Amira asked and lighted up her face and gave me a bright smile.

She laid back and continued playing with my chest. A momentary silence Surfaced for a while. I started thinking of how I was going to break the big news to her without arriving at a conflict. After a minutes of processing, I finally found words to utter.

“You can't keep showing up at my place anymore. It will raise some eyebrows from the people around,” I said from nowhere.

“I'm lost— where is this coming from ?” she lifted up her head and gave me a quizzical look. “You’ve never had a problem with me coming here not up until today.”

I took a deep breath before my mouth finally parted to speak again.“I'm getting married soon. My servants can't keep seeing you here, words might go,” I said with little or no reaction on my face.

“What—?” Amira jerked up from the bed.

“You can't be serious,” She chuckled lightly. “To who if I may ask ?”.

“She’s the daughter of a long-time friend of my dad,” I explained. “Their family business is at its crumbs, so my dad decided to step in and be the savior of the day.”

“Wait— you're serious ?” Her face was ashen.

“Yes— We got engaged about a week ago,” I reluctantly responded.

“And you never mentioned this to me,” she swung her hand in the air.

“Didn't have the opportunity to break the news to you,” I said.

“So how does your father's quest for saving their company pertain to you ?”. She narrowed her eyes on me.

“The old man has always been on my neck concerning marriage, I'm just trying to get him off my back,” I sucked my teeth. “Moreover, having an intelligent, successful, and well-brought-up lady by my side is good for business.”

“So I'm not wifey material to you, right?” She asked.

“Stop putting words into my mouth, I never implied that,” I said and looked at the ceiling, trying to avoid her glare.

“Make me understand what you're saying.” she beamed red.

“You know I love you, Amira, she's just an upfront for the public”, I said coolly. “Moreover I never said we’ll stop seeing each other.”

“I want you, you alone— all to myself, Damian.” She said as she was almost tearing up. “I can't be playing hide and seek with you,”

“Amira dear, with time I guess you’ll understand why I'm doing this,” I gave a dire sigh.

I pulled her back to myself and gave her a kiss on the forehead. She laid back in my chest with no words. I wondered in thought for a while; just when I was about to doze off, I heard the door c***k open.