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He towered over me and I tell you I wasn’t a short girl. Five, nine is not a joke but I had to crank my neck up to see him fully. I’ve seen green, blue, hazel, amber, fiery red, grey even, his was exceptionally a beautiful silver grey. I could look all day in those eyes and get lost in them. Seconds passes with both of us looking and assessing each other, his eyes rake all over me, caressing my soft curves with his smoldering gaze. I could not move even if I wanted to, I let him watch me as I tried not to squirm hard under his gaze. From the plunging v in front of my dress, my slender waist to my wide hips and long legs, he finally got his eyes back to my hazel eyes. I didn’t miss the dark look he has. Deep down I prayed my body please him to his taste. Is that wrong?
Not saying another word, he turns walking to the wall end pressing the wall and it opens revealing expensive bottles of liquor behind it.
“I'm Elijah. Would you like a drink?” I didn't get to dismiss how my body reacted to his voice. It was like a default begging to please him. I frown hating the foreign feeling. Get yourself together Sonia. He’s just a man.
“No, thank you.” He nods pouring himself a drink. I decided to make myself comfortable since Mr. mysterious isn’t going to be a gentle man enough to do so. My feet moved towards the ceiling to floor huge window, getting closer I see it looks down to the carnal s*x playing in front of me. Bodies move amidst bodies; this was like a different world for them to express their s****l desires. My thighs rubs against each other at the heavy throbbing in my area. The office got to be sound proof because not a single sound is heard from down below, just the sensual music in the office plays. Even with that, the music mix so well with the people having wild s*x down. My eyes scans partners landing on a threesome couple. I know she must be moaning loud as two d***s thrust in and out of her. It was hot and sinfully I wish I'm in her place.
“What is your name?”
“Nia. Nia Badmus.” I gave my new name to him glancing away from the lustful sin below us. Not a nod, a smirk, poker face scrutinizes me. Walking towards the mahogany table to grab my purse which I left there absentminded going towards the window then and now deciding to bolt the hell out this hot man and his s*x club. “Well, thanks for saving me back there. I had a feeling your bouncer was ready to eat me up back there.” Nothing, just watching me emotionless. “I have to go.”
“How did you get in here?” That stop me on my tracks. I smile.
“I got lost.” Wanting to escape again his next word halts me.
“I keep thinking what a little girl like you will gain from poking her pretty little head in nothing of her concern. The government wouldn’t be too daft to cross me. They know.” He smirks devilishly going towards his table picking a little device. “But then I watch this video.” Pressing it. “You can’t be a spy, probably an over curious little girl.”
Video of earlier when I entered the club with Julio covered the huge window. When we talked with our friends before we all went dancing. He zoomed to when I dance dirty on Julio who looks like he’s having the best time of his life rocking behind me. I see eyes of some guys in the club watching me slyly as I danced with Julio. Watching me like they wanted a piece of what Julio is getting and they’ll snatch me away from him if they can. I took my eyes away from the screen when I saw myself again with the Shrek lookalike at the door. Busted.
“Do you know what I do to girls like you?”
I gulp looking at the mysterious dark man. I was scared watching and waiting for the man to say or do something crazy, but I didn’t let it show. Face poker, I gave nothing away watching him walk back to the couch sitting at the middle like a god asserting and commanding power. I’ve been around a lot of people and was trained by the best to be able to read people and understand body language. But this man was hollow, from the moment I stepped into the huge office I couldn’t read him and he gave away no emotion. I got scared. Really scared. It was a rare thing for me.
“Will you dance for me princess?” As much as I want to believe it is a request and request do get denied. I could not deny him. It was a command posing for me to defy him and I’ll get to see the devil behind those eyes.
Hearing the click clack of my heels tap the floor, I move back to the table dropping my clutch purse. I knew I was in deep s**t and if I didn’t do as he commands I’ll be in a deeper s**t.
He sat there waiting for me to dance for him. I was so freaking scared facing him slowly, my heart thumping like crazy in my chest. My tongue darts out to lick my sudden dry lips. The last time I was this scared was years ago when I watch the death of my family and that feeling crept back. Sounding bells went off in my head, he tilts his head looking daringly at me.
What have I gotten myself into?
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