REVENGE

The date

As I make my final touches with my makeup, I can't help but smirk as I think about tonight. It is not that I have never gone on a date but I have never gone to a date which was not business associated and today was an exceptional.

I just realised I don't have a life outside office but today was going to change everything. Despite the fact that I was going on a date with my son's enemy, it felt really good and I was excited.

I sighed hard as I opened my diary where the piece of the old newspaper was glued. There was the black and white photo of my childhood house on fire. I hated it when I remembered that night for all those years but it was imprinted on my mind as old as new.

I couldn't forget their shouts of pain as I hid in the damn thing, my father's last struggle to say something to me. What started as a beautiful night ended in horror. Lifeless bodies of my family covered in a pool of blood.

My eyes stung as I felt the tears in my eyes but right now, I needn't spoil my make-up. I had a person to impress and I wasn't ruining it.

Suddenly Camila's head peeked through the door and she entered. I closed my diary placing it back in the drawer and smiling sadly at Camila.

"Are you alright dear?" she asked as she settled on the king size bed.

"I am just a little emotional but it will pass." I replied sadly.

"This is the time for us to be strong because we are looking forward to the brighter days." Camila murmured with a smile.

"I can say I can't wait to see Elias' face when he finds out who I am." I smirk triumphantly.

Now Camila wore a wary face that confused me.

"Is everything okay mom?" I asked.

"Yes, I am worried about you." she said seriously.

"About what mom?"

"That boy, Elias' son." she replied.

"You mean Nicholas, you don't have to worry about him. I have him under control." I said calmly.

"This might seem like a game to you but you very well know he is serious. You might end up falling for him and our plan we have worked for years would fail terribly." Camila said in a hard tone.

I wasn't planning on falling for Nicholas anywhere in my head although he is quite charming and handsome but of all people I knew how that will lead to my down fall and I can't let the thing I have worked for my entire life go to waste because of love.

"He is just pawn mom like you said and trust me when I say I am not pretty charmed with my enemy's sons." I sat beside her.

"It may sound like a joke but it is serious.."

"Trust me mom, I will not fall for him at any cost. I am just using him and it was your idea, remember?" I said in a serious tone.

"It was that is why I want you to be careful. I trust you darling but I am watching you." Camila said with a smile.

"I am glad to have you on the front seat of my show mom." I muttered embracing her.

"By the way you look incredible, you will surely blow his mind out." Camila complimented before she got out.

"That is the purpose mom." I rolled my eyes at her as she closed the door.

I was dressed in a long backless red short sleeved dress with a high slit that ends mid-thigh and the cups that show a little cleavage of my bosom. My blonde hair is wavy falling on one side and I applied little make up since Nicholas mentioned how he liked his women natural.

I only applied a hot red lipstick and a little foundation with eye liner and the black velvet stiletto heels. I put on my diamond clip on earrings and bracelet.

Finally I heard the screeching of tires in the compound and I wasn't surprised when I peeped through the window to locate a black Lamborghini parked.

I pick my purse from the dressing table and make my way downstairs to the door.

When I opened the heavy oak brown vanished door, my eyes met with the pale green eyes once more. The feeling never got better whenever I looked into those eyes. Allover a sudden I felt warmness in my body.

His red hair was perfectly combed, slicked backwards. He was dressed in a black turtle neck shirt and new blue jeans with a pair of the latest Vans. He looked casual yet so hot.

It was now that I realised that I was checking him out and I blushed in embarrassment.

"Hey," Nicholas flashed me his dimpled smile that almost left me breathless.

"Hi," I replied timidly.

Something seemed to have caught his attention and when I looked behind, mom was there.

"Hello Miss Nielsen," Nicholas smiled at Camila.

"I am guessing you are Nicholas," mom asked as she walked closer.

"Yes ma'am," he replied.

My mom was not fond of him judging by her words back in the room and right now we better leave before mom does something stupid.

"Mom, we'll leave now." I intervened smiling at mom who frowned and then to Nicholas.

"Bye mom," I said

"By Miss Nielsen," Nicholas said.

"Treat my daughter nicely." mom told Nicholas.

"As you wish." Nicholas smiled as mom closed the door.

"Do you think she liked me?" Nicholas asked as we walked to his car.

"It doesn't matter, she will come around." I said as we stopped at his car.

Nicholas stood in front of me and my breath hitched with the way he looked at me. His cologne enveloped my senses again causing me to zone out a little.

"You look incredible tonight Patricia." he grinned as he cupped my face between his hands.

"Thanks." I replied with a blush.

He opened the passenger door for me and walked to his side. The engine immediately roared to life as we left the Nielsen residence. Nicholas rushed through the busy roads like he lived here his entire life and he was oddly silent the whole journey.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked at one time.

"Why don't you wait and see. I told you I am pretty exciting." Nicholas said smugly and I rolled my eyes at him.

He stopped at a restaurant I didn't know of judging by how many years I have spent in South Carolina. To my surprise when we went inside, I realised it was a Cuban themed restaurant.

It was quite crowded but also organised with the Afro Cuban jazz in the background. It didn't look so expensive by it looks and I can say I am charmed.

"I didn't know you liked Cuban food." I said when we sat down.

I am a very big fan of Cuban dishes but I didn't know he was too. On our first meeting, I had ordered Cuban dishes but he hadn't said a thing.

"I do, it is just you never asked." he smirked at me.

"My mom was actually Cuban American." he said seriously.

"That's impressive. Tell me about her." I asked curiously.

"She died, five years back." he said calmly.

My face immediately saddened at his news for a reason. I knew how it felt to lose a parent.

"You don't need to feel sorry for me. She was fighting cancer and it is not that we didn't know it was going to happen but it doesn't mean it won't hurt." Nicholas gazed at me.

We were interrupted by the waiter and I am glad it was a man this time. I wouldn't bear a waitress flirting with him in front of me.

"Boniato con mojo and Cuban black bean soup." Nicholas ordered.

"And the same for the beautiful lady. A bottle of your best red wine too."

When the waiter left, Nicholas smirked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"I am glad you brought my natural woman tonight." he smiled.

"Let me hope you wore that thong." he winked at me.

I blushed softly at his words knowing this is just a plan.

"I am not having s*x with you Perkins." I murmured.

"I didn't say I wanted to f**k you Nielsen. I just asked if you wore the thong." Nicholas beamed.

I sure wanted to slap off that smug look off his face.

The waiter returned with our dishes and poured us the wine. The aroma from the dishes made me more famished than I already was that all I had on my mind was to dig in.

I softly mewled when I took my first bite of the delicious cuisine and when I rose my eyes to Nicholas, he was amusedly staring at me.

"I knew you would like it." he grinned.

"I think this is my favorite dish now." I muttered and he chuckled taking a bite himself.

"So why did you have to ask me for a date?" I asked arching a brow at him.

"Isn't it obvious? I like you Patricia." Nicholas said seriously.

Instead I chuckled at his bluntness because I sure myself wasn't the likeable type.

Nicholas was staring at me the whole time poise until my chuckle died.

"I am serious Nielsen or else I wouldn't have asked you on a date." he leaned forward pinning me with his stern gaze.

"And what if I say I don't like you as such." I leaned forward too with a menacing smug.

"Is it that I don't make you wet or you are not quite charmed by men?" Nicholas smirked at me his British accent thick in the air sounding sensual and raspy.

I couldn't help the goose bumps that formed on my body at his words.

"I would say the latter." I leaned back still gazing into the green eyes.

"Then you have not met real men. Trust me when I say I am what you have been looking for baby." he said huskily.

The tinge that went down my spine was unexplainable but this is not what we should be talking about, I should be extracting information from him.

"I didn't know you knew such a place in the states." I changed the topic returning to my food.

"Changing the topic, are we? But I will answer your question. Yes, I actually grew up from the states, Pennsylvania to be exact but we left for London when I was nine." Nicholas sipped his wine.

My heart stopped for a moment when I heard his words. He was there, in my home town all those years with his father. Did he know about my family? I needed to know what he knew because it could be of help.

"Oh, that's odd. Did you hear about the tragedy that happened during that time about the Dawsons?" I asked calmly so as not to sound suspected.

"Why do you ask? Did you happen to know the Dawsons?" he creased his brows at me.

I had to think fast before Nicholas found me weird and suspected anything.

"No, it was such a popular tragedy in the states. I wanted to know if you perhaps heard of it." I said poisely.

"You are right about that, it was allover the news."

"Well I heard of the tragedy but I don't know anything more. I just got to know what they wrote in the papers. I feel sorry for the poor family."

The poor family is me i***t.

I wanted to yell at him but I knew I couldn't not when he didn't even give me any vital information.

A song with the loud beat went up on the speakers and Nicholas's face lit up in excitement.

"I love this song. Do you care for a dance?" he asked with his charming smile I knew I couldn't refuse.

Right now my mind was foggy with the past that I didn't even know what I wanted.

"No, I will pass." I waved him off.

"Come on Patricia, don't be such a buzz kill." Nicholas pulled me from my seat and led me to the floor which was crowded by couples dancing.

"I suck at dancing Nicholas." I argued.

"It is not so difficult, just follow my steps." he coaxed me and I groaned.

With my backside against his front, we swayed to the beat of the foreign words. His hands on my hips making me anxious and with the proximity, I could feel his strong muscles of his chest and his cologne smelling so heavenly.

"See now, you are doing it." Nicholas said his warm breath tickling my neck causing my stomach to churn awkwardly.

As we continued to sway, I felt his warmth closer until I felt his soft lips brush against my exposed neck skin. I shrugged it hoping it was just a mistake but it happened again causing a shiver in my body.

Then I felt Nicholas's hands lower on my hips. His touch was doing things to my body I didn't like and I knew this was a game he wanted to play but I couldn't allow.

"If your hands go any lower Perkins, I won't forgive your fuckin nuts." I said in a hard tone my hands digging in his thigh.

Immediately he turned me so I could face him and then twirled me a smirk on his face and then pulled me back making me bump back in his chest.

"I am impressed Patricia." Nicholas whispered in my ear.

"I am a woman of principles and not some whore." I replied curtly.

"I got the message loud and clear when you talked about my balls."

"Good to know then." I muttered.

Nicholas gazed into my eyes with a look I couldn't quite decipher but all I knew that it was an intimate look. Was he going to kiss me? Oh God!

Before I continued with my thoughts, his lips claimed mine where I was caught off guard as I felt his soft lips coaxing mine to kiss him back. I would push him away or pull away but I didn't, there was that magnetic pull that got me kissing him back in a flash.

He wasn't the first man I had kissed but I could say he was the best I have kissed so far as I felt his lips moving against mine in the most erotic way.

I felt him pull me closer and when I felt his hands on my ass, I didn't object. It was like his kiss cast a spell on my mind. I couldn't think of anything else but his lips on mine and the feeling was damn good. I snaked my hands around his neck pulling him closer.

When he thrusted his tongue into my mouth, I got the taste of him. He tasted like berries and something sweet which taste I drowned in as he continued to dominate me with his mouth and hands and unconsciously I stifled a soft moan which seemed to have pleased him as he pulled me closer if even possible.

Then he started kissing my neck and I c****d my neck to the side giving him room to access my neck as I got lost in the moment. I now felt the feeling in my stomach grow making my most intimate part ache too.

When he kissed my neck upwards to my earlobe, I couldn't help the feeling I felt in my core at the moment. I wanted him to hold me forever. I felt safe in his arms.

"Do I make you wet now?" Nicholas whispered softly in my ear.

That was like a magic switch to my brain because allover a sudden I realized what was going on and how close we were.

I immediately pulled away like a burnt child. What was I doing kissing my son's enemy?

Nicholas was smirking at me by now gazing at my shocked face at the time. My heart was throbbing erratically against my ribs and I felt an increase in the blood flow. I was breathing heavily and I felt the sudden coldness as I lost his warmth.

I pulled away completely not wanting to hear his smug praises and heavy breath that continued to tickle my face and returned to our table.

"Patricia, are you alright?" Nicholas asked warily.

"I am fine." I forced a smile.

I wasn't fine, not at all. Not when I had kissed Nicholas who was supposed to me my arch enemy. The worst feeling was that I loved it judging by the heat in my core. I wanted to hate myself but I masked my own body's betrayal with confidence.

This was part of the plan even if it meant kissing Nicholas again. My feelings had to look real so kissing him wasn't wrong. If I had refused, he would have suspected me but with the way he was smirking back there, he was satisfied with himself.

"I want to go home." I announced calmly.

"Won't you have your dessert?" Nicholas asked.

"How about another time." I suggested.

"Does that mean you are agreeing to go with me on a second date?" Nicholas grinned.

"I didn't say that, now did I?" I flirted.

"What should I say? I am a man on a mission."

"Then I can't wait."